I'm not much of a writer, so I'll briefly share my recent trip to the Texas Hill Country through a few pictures... Synopsis: Six-day trip beginning Saturday, April 20, 2013, and concluding Thursday, April 25, 2013. Round trip from Atlanta, GA to Junction, TX is approximately 2200 miles. Saturday, April 20th. The Wee is gassed up and ready to roll. I had the bike geared higher for all the slab riding I planned to do. Boy! That made the bike run much smoother! As you can tell from the side cases and wheels, I haven't graduated to being a true adventure rider. Yet. I won't bore you with too many photos of me slabbing it through Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana. Actually, this was my first time taking photos while riding. I've seen some phenomenal pics on ADVrider. Don't get excited. These ARE NOT those kinds of pics. Somewhere in Alabama: That's me: Crossing into LA (no, not California): Sunday morning, April 21st. After an overnight stay in Ruston, LA, it was time to move on. Shreveport: The obligatory pic at the Texas line... A better picture of me: According to the mile markers, over 600 miles to cross the state!? Wow! Texas IS big! I liked the posted speed limits on I-20 in Texas. Admittedly, on a few occasions I considered the black/white signs a "suggestion." Approaching Dallas: Downtown Dallas: Where the men with the bats play: Where the girls play (sorry Cowboy fans. Go Bears!!!): Texas sure is flat... ...but there were some interesting places to take pics Monday, April 22nd. Flower Sniffin' Day 1 - Riding the "Three Sisters" (TX Routes 335, 336, and 337): Hills in the background. Not as flat as I thought it would be: A small town in Texas: Some "rough road riding." Not!!! : A man's gotta eat: Keeping track of where I'm going: The cockpit: Tuesday, April 23rd. Flower Sniffin' Day 2 - Willow City Loop: I hear a Willie Nelson song made this place famous: Wednesday, April 24th. Flower Sniffin' Day 3 - More riding through the hills: When I came out of a curve, I was met by these: Stonehenge II, Ingram, TX: Easter Island-like statues: Thursday, April 25th. Just like the outbound trip, I slabbed it all the way back to Atlanta. This time on I-10. Again, boring. But the weather was so perfect that instead of stopping in Louisiana to camp overnight, I just kept riding until I got back to Atlanta. San Antonio: Houston: Baton Rouge: If I had known I would ride 1100 miles stopping only for gas/stretching breaks, I would have documented it and submitted the paperwork for an Iron Butt certificate. Oh well. Next time. That's all folks!!!