Texas Hill Country

I took the road from Fredericksberg across the Texas Hill Country. Wow. I have to say, West Texas is really nice. Its chalk and cheese compared to the oil country. In both places there is certainly space but nothing else is the same. Where the coast is scarred with refineries and huge cities, the west is ranch country from what I can see.
The rolling hills were a pleasure to ride and experience the open spaces able to looki down on them. Riding to the aera was flat and featureless and a little oppressive. Here there is air and views.

Eventually arrived in Del Rio, filled up with the intention to set out across the plains towords the Big Bend National park. On a whim I stopped at the visitor just outside the city to see if I should stop at the nearby lake. On the way out I asked if I would find gas on the way.
"You wont find gas this side of Sanderson, and thats 121 miles away". I got out the map and we talked about all the towns marked on the route and they said there might be gas at Comstock but the stations might not be open and often are not. I explained that I had only a range of 120 miles or so which drew sharp intakes of breath and much shaking of heads. A young lady Ranger chirped in that she had been out that way last year on her boyfriends bike and they had to coast back into town.....
So that was a lucky stop eh? Back into to town to the WallMart. Picked up a gas tank and some ties and checked into a motel for the night. I wanted to do this section with a full day in front of me.
Took my picnic tea up to the lake, sat amongst the cacti and ate watching the sun go down on islands. Nice