We left after 8:30, and were confronted with the predicted dense fog. The weather warnings mentioned the probability of fog icing up roads and bridges. My eyes monitored the outside temperatures with concern; it was barely above freezing.
Most of the morning, the fog went from limited visibility to dense fog, the picture below is sort of medium...
We were surrounded by huge cotton fields, mostly flooded. Signs of flooding were everywhere. At one point, the Interstate ditches were flooded to within a foot of the highway. Carmen took us along state roads and even a farm road between the Interstates, to get us on I 20. These road also had high speeds [70, 75], and fortunately less fog. Unfortunately, we were also exposed to serious flooding, and desolate villages. The picture above was made in Sylvester, once a proud and prosperous village, now with most buildings collapsed, most homes, long abandoned.
By noon, the fog was mainly gone, the cotton fields continued, and some pecan farms started to appear. By the end of the afternoon, we had reached New Mexico and the awful stench of miles upon miles of cattle 'factories'. The stench makes you gag, yet the steak at supper and the milk in this morning's cereal still tasted good. Maybe someday the cattle will be better treated, or the demand for cattle will disappear: either way, what is going on now should not continue, it's simply not right.
At one of the rest stops, I asked a State Trouper, who was changing a tire on his cruiser, why there were so many flat tires along the Interstate. He thought it was because of all the stuff that gets kicked up on the road, plus bad luck. We probably saw a dozen cars or trucks with flat tires yesterday, and another dozen today. They seem to use sand and gravel to help traction during snow or ice storms, and they've had many of those in the last weeks, so the roads are laden with gravel and the usual flotsam along the roadside.
I made this picture at that same rest stop: winter clouds, sunset colours, dry soil plants backed by a quiet Interstate highway.
We asked Carmen for the next Ruby Tuesday, a favourite chain where the salad bar is extensive and always fresh, and found one nearby in Las Cruces NM, so we stopped at the Fairfield Inn & Suites [Marriott] to refresh before supper.
The hotel has recently been renovated beautifully, but the entrance was still under construction: the desk clerk sat on a folding chair, his 'desk' was one of those folding tables you find in Church halls. Fortunately, they still had rooms, the desk clerk most welcoming, and Ruby Tuesday's a stone throw away.
Ruby Tuesday's was filled to the brim, but Joan managed to save two seats at the bar.
The meal lived up to our high expectations and we finished off with an attempt at a selfie.
Not bad for a New Year's eve away from family and friends.
Joan and I wish that all our friends and family have a very healthy and happy 2016!





