We left the park system at about 16 miles into the ride, and Lisa was there with the SAG car. There was a convenient stone wall behind which we could do our private thing.... not so convenient was the poison ivy growing on the wall.
After the sag we had a 3 mile stretch on Farm Road 153 with a cross wind--that was the most dangerous part of the day. I hunched down over my handlebars and pedaled like a mad woman. I'm sure I looked a lot like Miss Gulch in the Wizard of Oz. But I managed to keep both wheels on the ground and we soon changed direction, making it a quartering wind instead.
We saw some Brahma bulls and cows along the farm road, and a roadside shrine, Texas style. There were a few isolated oil pumps, like yesterday, and small farms and ranches. Seven miles before the end of the ride we turned on to Highway 77, and there was a lot of traffic but a very wide smooth shoulder. This put that gusting wind at our backs and we fairly flew into LaGrange, where we saw this interesting warning sign.
We planned to ride into town for lunch, but town was at the bottom of a l-o-n-g hill, which we would have had to climb with a head wind to get back after lunch, so we opted out of that and ate at a little taqueria that was very busy with local traffic. We had our fill of fajitas and tacos, then headed straight into the wind for the short ride to the hotel.