We left Ft. Hancock just after daybreak because we had a long ride. We rode along a "farm" road for quite some time. Farm roads are paved, but not very smooth. After that we alternated between frontage roads and I-10. The frontage road was a "shake and bake" with a gradual climb, quite a struggle. Border patrol vehicles were everywhere. At this checkpoint, all east-bound traffic had to stop for inspection. Some of our folks were still riding on I-10 and were stopped by a border patrol with a dog. "Are you American citizens?" They didn't have to say much for him to know they were legal!
At Sierra Blanca, it as time for lunch again. We found "the place"-a horse motel, truck stop and favorite restaurant of law enforcement. So we knew we were at the best place in town. Polly, the second picture is for you.
We rode for about 19 miles on a frontage road on the west side for a while, then had to cross I-10 to get in the east-bound lane. Rather than cross at a gravel crossing, we elected to try the culvert. It was safe, but very muddy inside. My bike needed a serious cleaning at the end of the day in Van Horn!
The ride on into Van Horn was uneventful. We stayed at a Best Western in Van Horn. Nothing to write home about, but at least we were all on the first floor, very important when you have a bicycle and luggage to manage.