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Tuesday

Back to Texas. We didn’t drive all the way home today, but almost. We stopped for the night in Victoria. It will be a short day tomorrow and we’ll be back on the beach.

A blue-sky day. Basically sea level. We got above 100 feet in elevation today, but that was on top of a bridge.

9,745 miles.

http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&hl=en&msa=0&msid=107013362562471418011.00046ff7cac9ae98ff560&ll=30.145127,-94.394531&spn=33.924854,78.662109&z=4

Along the way:
That bridge we like so much, the one across the Atchafalaya; there is a rest area in the middle, and a dedication:

The Atchafalaya Elevated Expressway.

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Louisiana

  You get a little way away from the coast and the craziest thing happens; the temperature drops right down into the sixties at night.  Brrr.   We blasted west ahead of the hurricane.  Florida, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana.  The 30 mile bridge across the Atchafalaya.  We thought we were choosing between a hurricane to our south and a heavy rainstorm to our west.  We were ready for the rain.  The rain hardly happened.  It was a cloudy tailwind day (we got 9mpg).  Easy driving.  We ended up well north of the freeway, north of Lake Charles for the night. http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&hl=en&msa=0&msid=107013362562471418011.00046ff7cac9ae98ff560&ll=30.145127,-94.394531&spn=33.924854,78.662109&z=4   Watching the weather channel, Pensacola (where we were last night) is getting hammered.  It’s not a big hurricane, but even a tropical storm is still a lot of weather.    Go Broncos.    
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Sunday

Awake early. On the road early. North on the Florida Turnpike. North on Interstate 75. West on 10. Great roads in Florida. No frost heaves.

Keeping an eye on the sky. There’s a hurricane a’comin. It’s projected to make landfall at Pensacola Tuesday. That’s where we are now. We’ll be long gone by tomorrow night and the hurricane won’t even make landfall until a day after that.

We’re keeping an eye out and timing our run, anyway.

Along the way:

Been looking at the weather maps. There are storms ahead of us too. 9,025 miles into this trip. We’re this close. 720 miles to go to Port A. C’mon weather. Give us just a little bit longer…
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Kissimmee

Finished the conference today. It was a good. It inspires me to work more on our processes; optimizing and documenting them, and improving the equipment we use. Time for some dedicated scanners.

Annie’s blood chemistry is still off, but she seems much better. She runs and plays again.

Along the way: the bagworm moth. The female covers herself with bits of whatever is handy before she hangs herself upside down from a branch.

Tomorrow, we start the trek back to the beach; the Texas beach. We’re 1,200 miles away.