Wascom to Waco

And before I knew it I was in Texas.  There is no welcome sign along US 80 at the border between Louisiana and Texas.  All of a sudden I was entering Wascom, Texas and that was that!  Wascom, like so many of the towns I drove through along the route, was small with just enough services for the population to live comfortably.  I drove on through the countryside and criss crossed I-20 several times.  I was listening to the weather report all of the time and was painfully aware that I was driving into some severe winter weather.  At Longview, Texas I made the decision to abandon US 80 and head southwest along route 77 towards Waco, Texas where I planned to spend the night.  It was late afternoon and I was watching the temperature gauge and I could see the outside temperature was hovering around freezing.  I was painfully aware that road conditions can change quickly and I was afraid that black ice could form on the roadway.  I forged ahead at a comfortable speed.  The sun sank and so did the temperature.  I drove on and finally reached my destination.  Relief.  I was off the road for another night and I was happy and thankful.  I was a little disappointed that I missed out on the last one hundred miles of my US 80 tour but caution trumps desire.  And I'm fine with that.