Snapshots from today's travel to Guymon, OK

So I still don't know the words to that "Amarillo" song... and I still don't know how to pronounce "Guymon"... but I arrived here after two flights and a drive through a powerful windstorm.

 

After landing in Amarillo, I made a beeline to see the Ozymandias Legs...

 

 

Not gonna lie, I thought they would be bigger.

 

Then I turned north toward Guymon, driving on nearly empty highways through the storm. TUMBLEWEEDS. Seriously. TUMBLEWEEDS.

 

Couldn't resist making a brief stop here...

 

 

"It's pronounced doo-MOSS..."

 

The route then passed through Texhoma (hoorah!), but the sky had turned weirdly dark and I didn't linger ... other than to snap this pic...

 

 

Then it was just another twenty miles to Guymon:

 

I found my hotel, then scouted out tomorrow's race site, and then went to the sprawling Wal-Mart to get some water, soda, and supplies. I also picked up dinner, but then decided to be brave and go to a pub.

 

 

Nope, it's not called Allen's. It's The Pub on the Bricks. I had a pint and too much dinner while doing some people-watching and watching basketball.

 

It's a cold night, but the storm is supposed to literally blow over. Fingers crossed for a nicer tomorrow!