Riding east from Amarillo this morning, it quickly warmed up to 70F and stayed there all the way through Oklahoma.
It couldn't have been a more beautiful day for riding.
Surely there's no way that a day starting out that gorgeous could end in misery...
After spending all day on I-40, I think I need to share some of my wisdom and advice with others who may be planning a trip west.
If you ever in your life decide to drive across Texas, DO NOT use I-10.
I took I-10 on the way west, and it was endless.
By all means, take I-40.
I took I-40 on the way east, and went all the way across Texas in under 3 hours.
Weird - it must have something to do with a space/time warp.
DO NOT get on I-40 anywhere within 75 miles of Memphis.
Everything is under construction, and you will spend 3 hours sitting in a long line of 18-wheelers.
This includes I-40 west in Arkansas, and I-40 east in Tennessee.
Move 20 feet. Wait. Turn off engine. Wait. Turn on engine. Etc....
Google Maps lists some of the construction sites when you choose a route:
When I passed through Mayflower, Arkansas, I saw a path of devastation from a tornado that must have come right across I-40.
There was evidence of former houses on both sides of the road, but all that was left was splinters.
I remember hearing about tornadoes shortly after I left home, but I haven't kept up with the news.
I hit some rain around Little Rock, but it didn't really get serious until just after the Memphis nightmare.
Then it came on strong. I was determined to make it to Nashville tonight,
but after losing all the time in traffic and having trouble seeing the lines in the rain at night,
I called it quits when I saw the motel billboards in Jackson, TN.
I didn't even go for the cheap motels like before.
I'm at the Days Inn - $32.99 including a hot breakfast, Wi-Fi, microwave, fridge, coffee maker, and TWO little bottles of shampoo!
It even has an iron, ironing board, and hair dryer.
(OK, the hair dryer doesn't work, but it's a nice gesture.)
It's one of those fancy places where you ring the doorbell, and they buzz you in to the lobby.
A wise guy might ask, "Yeah, cheapskate, but would your wife stay there?"