Mammoth Workhorse, Day 23

Sunday June 7

Ed and I left at an amazingly early time of 8:45. We had a 10-minute slowdown at the border patrol checkpoint, and then a time zone change and a short (15-minute) rest stop. So we arrived a little before 4pm at the halfway point, a Love’s RV Stop in Big Spring.

This was the first time we’d stayed at one. It wasn’t so bad. A woman had occupied my spot by accident, but they gave me the spot next to her. I don’t think anyone else used any of the other six sites. 

It wasn’t as noisy as I expected, and it was very clean and there was a lot of grassy space to walk around in. We went to the dog park too, of course, but it was tiny.  An okay place for morning coffee but not much for dog leg stretching.  And with a convenience store right there, not that we needed anything. I’d do it again—it’s a little expensive but you can’t beat the convenience. 

All day the Grateful Dead song Trucking kept running through my head. Especially the line What a long, long trip it's been. Three weeks in one spot! Inconceivable! It felt good to be moving, even if it was just to be going home.