Legend has it that twin sons were born to an Indian chief that lived on the banks of the Sabine river, for one reason or another they both traveled one East and one West from that point to start their own tribes, thus Nitochesatch and Nacogdoches.
There are lots of versions of this tale, the point being that we arrived in Nacogdoches Texas at the home of Keith and Patti, motorcycle club members hosts for the evening. Easy to find their place with the Santa Claus on a motorcycle. We spent the afternoon visiting and I believe it was at this time we heard about the city 100 miles to the east along the El Camino Real or King's Highway called Nitochesatch. They said it had a great river walk area and Christmas lights but it was in Lousianna and not on our path. Of course that is where we would head the next day.
Their motorcycle has been converted to a stable vehicle by adding a frame and two outrigger wheels that still leaves the original drive wheel in the center. If you look at it from the rear you will think they are pulling a trailer. A nice set up as they can convert it back to a two wheeler if they like.
You might wonder what we talk about when we stay with complete strangers, first of all we have something in common cycles and traveling. It usually starts there. Here is an example of how it went. We were talking about the usual things, and then it went from their camping trailer with the toy hauler ( a drop down door that lets you put your toy, cycle, four wheeler whatever right in the trailer and then when you take it out you have more living space. Sort of like having a garage right in your camper. Anyway we were all talking about camping and then Keith and I wandered off to bolt hardness as he has sheared a couple of grade 8 bolts on his cycle set up and soon I heard Ruthie and Patti's conversation had went to Salivary ducts and how lemon would keep them clean, eww, Keith and I went quickly back to bolt hardness.
We mentioned the smell we had encountered on the roads by eureka springs and Patti said that is the smell of money "my Dear".. This is a big part of their economy. Some day I will count up and list all the chicken based fast food places.
House had 10 foot ceilings and was on the Azalia trail for the city..
Somewhere during the trip south the light switch location has changed, and maybe you notice it more when you have a 29 inch inseam, wandering around in the dark in a place you have never been before you expect the light switches to be where they have been all your life. ( I think 48 inches?) Either they have lowered the floor, I have shrunk or they are now about 10 inches higher. What gives here? Nice home, 10 foot ceilings and it is listed on the city's Azalea tour..
During the evening a Texas nor'easterner or was it nor'westerner. ( as Keith called them ) came in temperatures quickly fell to 21 degrees and 60 mile per hour winds, ( I slept thru it but no one else in the house did.) we lost power and several of the schools were late because of power issues. Didn’t realize how bad it was for two days.
Here is what the deck looked like in the morning. Do you recognize our friends from the sugar gum tree? No bare feet here. Thank you Keith and Patti.
Will finish the other Naca?? later, the rain has let up and it is time to move on.
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