Amarillo, Texas
We woke to calm winds, thank goodness. Bob and I were not looking forward to another day of "flying". The wind doesn't appear to affect Walt's rig as much as it does ours, lucky him. We had a furry helper this morning. A big blonde labrador. He switch off visiting Walt and Barb and Bob and me. I guess he like me best, because he came into our RV and wouldn't leave until I enticed him with a piece of Bob's homemade jerky.
We were on the road at 8am heading back ...