In time, we tore ourselves away from our newest new-found friends and continued south. Mother Nature pulled out all the stops at that point and sent her entire contingent of Wind Warriors to fight us. We pushed on, fighting headwinds until we thought we could go no farther.
And so it was that we finally rolled into Del Rio. Perhaps we were physically exhausted from dealing with cold, headwinds, and hills, but we were also exhilarated and in love with the people of Texas. Even though the trip had been hard.
So I found myself in an ages old story. Tired, hungry, with minimal resources and in need of a place for the night so that my children’s adult memories would include bits of childhood.
For us, it was a Christmas miracle. We found our selves as the very warmly welcomed guest of the Ramada Inn, Del Rio.
Tommy, manager of the Ramada Del Rio, continued on with the tradition of southern hospitality we’ve come to expect in these here parts by opening his door to us and welcoming us to his hotel. We couldn’t have asked for more.
A warm room, comfortable bed, hot shower and Christmas Dinner buffet were all welcome gifts, particularly for John and I. For Davy and Darryl, Santa Claus found them even when we did not know where we would be.
The Vogel Family, a group consisting of Mom and Dad, Nancy and John, and twin-ten year old boys, Davy and Darryl, are riding hard to cross Mexico in order to reach South America before the New Year. To date, they haver reached many milestones and have set world records for Daryl and Davy as the youngest cyclists to complete the Dalton and Alaskan Highway. Watch their journey here or at Family on Bikes.