Having dawdled while helping Joseph move we are running out of time so are taking a little more direct route than originally planned to Austin. One of the things we enjoy about this life style is the flexibility we have in choosing our routes.
So Rider-Planet .com listed this little area as an organized OHV place. It is run by the local water authority. It made a nice en-route stop.
We crossed our very first 13% grade hill. I was pushing the temps in both the transmission and the engine when we got to the top, it was only a mile long.
The lake was down to 35% of capacity. There was a sign banning the towing of persons behind a boat, indefinitely. Because of the lack of use in the last couple of years they have not had the revenue to keep the place up, as a result it is a little long in the tooth, as it were. But it was still a nice place to camp and ride motorcycles.
One of the nicer things they did here was a silhouette tribute to the Cowboy. This is particularly nice at sunset. So I parked one of our iron horses next to the monument.
I had a ripping good time on the trails, Barbara found them somewhat challenging. She gave me a kitchen pass to go play with my toys by myself, I took advantage of it. Only bad part was cutting it a little too close to a prickly pear cactus and having to remove a half dozen thorns from my shins.
Barbara did pony up and rode several of the trails, but she wasn't as thrilled with it as I was. .
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