A decent start
I ended up going north (beats driving through town to head south!) and ended up in New Braunfels, via numerous back roads. About that time, I realized I completely skipped breakfast (usually at least a Dr. Pepper, if not actual food to go with it) so proceeded to head back in to town via the super slab. That far out of SA the speed is still 70mph, which I'm gladly doing since I have more than a couple of months of "good driving required" left so that I don't have to pay more than I already did. Anyway, I come up on a group of rigs and cages going plenty slow (50ish) on the highway. I cut over into the middle lane in hopes of seeing what the hold up is. All I can see is big (rig) asses. Great, 3 wide asses that don't know where the throttle is and won't slow down enough to let someone pass? Well, turns out 2/3 of that is true, some blue-hair decided to camp out next to the flat bed with the blow out, shredded tire. After I realized what was going on, I backed off to leave plenty of dodging room if the gator did let loose. At which point, the SUV that had been behind me decides to gun it to pass, only I'm in the way. I gas it, move out of the way, and let him pass. Apparently the flat bed didn't realize (or didn't care) that he was about to throw tread on the highway, as I caught back up with them a couple of miles later. Annoys the hell out of me that drivers can be so mindless about their vehicles, and the effects that they can have on others. After seeing the Mythbusters episode on rig tires, and their simulation of a tire going through a window, I keep my distance from rigs and certainly don't camp next to them.
I'm home now, "fueling up" and considering heading south. Traffic going north during this time is always crazy. Having made the mistake of checking my work email, it appears that my skills may be in demand. May score some brownie points with the boss and show up 6 hours early

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I said "fuck the man" and went for a little ride. I headed south but didn't leave town. I went and visited a friend that I went to high school with that happens to live in the same town. On the way I ran into a "Lone Star Stunter" and we played a bit of cat and mouse. We parted ways with him riding a wheelie on to the exit ramp, during rush hour no less.Posted 11-10-2010 at 02:45 AM by beefsalad
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Posted 11-10-2010 at 12:43 PM by HondaJim
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Posted 11-13-2010 at 07:54 AM by Sniper





