A few quick pics of some random stuff:
So the pic below is a demonstration of what you find at least a dozen times a mile...spider webs...in the face. Lots and lots of webs hitting your face, clinging to your arms, you name it, you're getting a spider web on it. And yes, of course those webs have spiders on them. If you need to get used to spiders; maybe you're in training for Fear Factor (is that show still around? don't watch tv much). Seriously the first mile I nearly turned around, but then I got used to where they would be and went to the side - seemed to work most of the time. At some point a spider was not too happy with me about this tactic. He climbed up my back, over my helmet and dangled himself right off my visor - he was all like "dude...what the hell?" I know right! A talking spider!!!
I picked up so many spiders it was insane. At least one stayed around long enough to make a nice web on my helmet - this is after the dangling talking spider. I got back to my truck, took off a very wet helmet and it was 1/2 covered in web (though now that think about it I most likely just picked the web up on the trail and didn't notice it till the end). Even the pick above; I had stopped to drink (already emptied the camelback and was on my bottle...wow...not sure why I didn't empty my bottle into my camelback...duh). Went to get on the bike and this guy was inched from my face.
The famous Texas hospitality applies to stick too, or so I thought. I was ridding along and a stick started to get out of the way for me! I was blown away watching the stick scoot along...then the bastard tried to eat me. That wasn't very hospitable. I considered stopping for a picture, but I was kinda lost, and being between health insurance companies I thought my best bet may be to just continue on...so I did.
Finally found the lake I was looking for - it's Lake Isabel...not sure why Lake Houston Rec Area doesn't have a lake named Houston in it...oddly enough there is a lake named Houston just miles south of the area.
I stand amazed that I was in this park for 4 hours and I saw ONE other person...ONE. What is wrong with you people. I have to say; 86 degrees and humid is really not bad. Sure I was completely soaked through in no time (literally not a dry bit of jersey or short...socks fared okay), but it was nice, kept me cool.
Notes for next time:
- Wear gloves!!! OMG my hands were such prunes they hurt to put on the bars. Once again - no way to dry them
- Knobby tires were the way to go...
- By the time you see a turtle it's too late to get your camera out (saw a bunch)
- Moving sticks will bite you
- Bring more water, then more than that
- Just drive to CO and find a real mountain
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