We had another uneventful day. No flats and no-one got lost. Scary! It was a relatively short run today; maybe 74 miles, to our home for tonight, Graham, TX. There is very little to tell, but we did pass an old cemetery that was kind of interesting. After looking at the historical marker, the bike drivers headed down the road. With some time to kill, I noticed that there were some pretty old grave sites. One, pictured below, was for a civil war vet. The stone looked relatively new, so I'm assuming it was replaced. Most of the head stones that looked really old were not readable. The one recognizing a common grave was also interesting.
Our travels took us through the town of Throckmorton, which everyone knows was the home of football great, Bob Lilly. Now I have to admit, it could be New Castle, but I don't think so. Those little villages are pretty much alike.
It seems like I always think of long horn steers being associated with Texas. But the Black Angus seems to be the cow of choice around here.
The restaurant picture has no significants except I thought it was a real picture of rural Texas-catfish and BBQ.
Tomorrow we are off to Decatur for the weekend. Decatur is very near Dallas and Monty's wife will fly in to spend some time with him. Monty's parents will also come down to see him so I'll get to meet them. We're almost half way to Georgia!
Until tomorrow- God bless.
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