In Coldspring, I woke up to ants swarming inside my little bag of trail mix; just like in Hawaii! Trashing that bag, I started on my way in thick fog, so for safety detoured onto highways with wide shoulders. The fog thus presented little danger, but I had to outrun or, moreso, outbark about six dogs today, which surprised me, as up till now Texans have been good about restraining their dogs. I'm on my way out of Texas and into the deep south. The fog was cool and condensed as I rolled through it, so I used my raincoat for the first time this trip. The course today was smooth and flat, and the headwind that had been battering me for the last week finally died down, allowing for fast riding. Most of today's route ran through the Big Thicket, very dense pine woods. I ran into British Paul Silsbee; he must have passed me when I was visiting Seth and Ivan. He was staying in Silsbee for the night, but I wanted to run on to Kirbyville while the winds were light, and am now in Kirbyville, TX.
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