At 16.70 miles I reached State Highway 6 and the large West Oak Mall. The next 3 miles found me on a busy 3 lane road with residential on my left and nothing but what was, at the time, nothing but mystery on my right.
( Part 1 of my journey along Westheimer Road is here: http://www.madmacedonian.com/2013/05/the-cycling-dude-vs-westheimer-road-in-houston-1.html )
At 20 miles I finally reached the spot where Harris County gives way to Fort Bend County, at Barker Cypress rd.
Now, here, you could grab a snack at a nearby Kroger, or eat at the Sonic sit-in diner, but what the hell sort of celebration of your accomplishment would that be to tell your friends about?
Instead, head on out FM1093, next to the toll road, another 2 ¼ miles, just beyond Grand Mission Blvd., to a wonderful 40 yr. old (family owned the last 7 yrs.) biker bar & grill, in Richmond, TX.
Welcome to the County Line Bar & Grill; As the sign in the small diner attached to the larger bar says, “Countless number of people have eaten in this kitchen and gone to lead normal lives.” It is a place where good ol’ boy meets suburbia and love of country shares a drink with love of the family pet. Blacks, whites, maybe red all over, too, stop in this popular place. It is a place where a cat blogging bicyclist who supports the military, and his cats, those animals who also serve, can park his bicycle right next to the fancy motorcycle of a Patriot Guard Rider then walk inside and get a tasty, affordable meal and a drink or two to wash it down.
From the pictures on the walls, to the odd and humorous knickknacks for sale in several cases, not to mention what helps you identify the men’s room and the lady’s room, this place feels comfortable and is a fine place for a writer to settle down for an hour of writing in one’s notebook as he eats.
As I walked into the bar and looked around I saw something that, in light of the changes made to my cat blog the week before it was almost as if I was meant to stop in there that day, at the end of my ride. God works in mysterious ways and this writer can’t help but think he had a hand in this.
The item cost $90, too much for me to spend, but the son of the owner told me to talk with his Mom, who bought it, in Kemah, TX. I proposed $50, she said $60, I said yes, and the deal was done.
I told her about my writing and new look to the blog and why seeing this item affected me so much.
As I returned to catch a bus home, at Highway 6, I chose to ride up the short incline, on Barker Cypress, to see what was on the other side and discovered the answer to my earlier mentioned mystery; an extensive part of George Bush Regional Park.
I rode Westheimer Parkway back to Highway 6, with the park on either side of me, even passing Millie Bush Dog park, a facility so huge and well equipped it would make southern California dogs drool in envy. While I didn’t see the bike trail of the park someone told me where I could find an entrance for later exploration.
So, who won, me or Westheimer? Why me, of course! I rode the road and I conquered it!
Easy, peasy, hee, hee!
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