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A Loop around
and through Galveston
March 2, 3rd & 4th
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| Bo Griffin, Bobby Fox & Armando
Almeida are making a loop through the countryside so that I can pickup some
Big Money Rally
points along the way. We will stop at
"The Spot" in Galveston and meet some fellow riders for lunch
as well. |
A
link to Armando's pictures for the weekend |
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| A snapshot
of the Spot tracker that shows a trail of our trip |
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Armando at
the Cotton Gin Cafe in Crandall (our meeting point) |
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We stopped
in Crockett, Tx to have some Smitty's BBQ, but it was closed. This late
night Mexican Restaurant had to suffice (and did, just fine). |
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Just one of
my bonus points that I captured along the way. Everybody jumped in the
ditch with me to help "light-up" the target. |
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Our cheap
motel on the first night here in Livingston with a very handy awning. |
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Taking the
free ferry ride from Bolivar to Galveston |
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Stabilizing
the bikes for the ferry ride |
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This young
man with the black hoodie placed potato chips on the floor to encourage
the birds, then he froze still while they stole the prize. |
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Armando capturing
the moment |
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Does anyone
remember the Hitchcock movie "The birds"? |
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Arriving at
the lunch spot on Seawall Blvd here in Galveston. Armando Almeida on the
left, then Robert Killbuck following behind with Barb Smith at the top
of the stairs. |
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Mark Del Pico,
Bobby Fox, Armando Almeida, Robert Killbuck & Barb Smith |
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They have
led me out in the dirt again, but definitely with a view. |
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This has been
a great day. |
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Uh oh, the
wind has just blown the tripod in our direction as we run to save it. |
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After touring
the beach for over 40 miles (while actually riding on the beach for several
of those miles), we arrive at Fayetteville, TX to spend the night at a
quaint hotel on the square of this unique little town with a population
of only 258. |
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Armando did
some research and discovered the local Art show just across the Square.
He's seen here mingling with the locals. Bobby is hiding and tasting the
wine. |
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The artist was presenting his glass work that he had
been creating over the last eight years. It was a special gathering
that seemed to bring everybody in town out to take notice. Even the
local deputy was escorting foot traffic across the road for safety.
After the art event, we walked over to Joe's
Place for a fulfilling dinner and much more reflection of the day's
event. However, there was more to come. Armando asked our waitress what
her name was. In turn, she asked what each of our names were. Never
short of a reason to engage, he asked her if she was going to write
a song using our names? She didn't comment, but continued with getting
our drink order. As our delightful dinner transpired, she returned to
our table with our song written out on a scratch piece of paper much
to our surprise. Not only did she have the song, she sang it as well,
while integrating each one of our names within the song. Needless to
say, we were obligated to be very fair with our tip for the evening.
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From the second
floor porch on Sunday morning. Things have definitely calmed down from
the previous night's activities. |
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Another angle
from the porch with the Court house as the centerpiece of the square. |
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This art gallery
was on the first floor of the Hotel. The owner is an artist too. |
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Bobby was
able to visit with the owner and he said, he used local settings and people
for his subject material. |
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on every wall |
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Enjoying our
breakfast. |
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Armando's
influence has got us off the main road again. |
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A nice countryside
ride. |
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A quaint little
wooden bridge to end our ride together. We split with Armando back in
Navasota and continued home. He headed toward Houston to meet with family. |
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