Sanderson is a small town in literally the middle of nowhere but this is where I had the best burger in my whole life. The lady has lived her entire life in Sanderson, making food for the school kids and the other locals. I ordered a burger and chips and went for a walk while she was preparing the food. The photos below are houses in Sanderson, and a photo of the restaurant from Tripadvisor. The name of the restaurant is the Eagle’s Nest right on Highway 90.
The Prairie after Sanderson
After Sanderson the roads were straight as an arrow so I went a bit faster. As a test, I went up to 110 mph and set the cruise control to that level to see the average fuel consumption. Amazingly, the computer still calculated an average fuel consumption of about 19-22 miles per gallon. That’s not bad for a gas guzzler like the Mustang! And it only cost $30 to fill up!
About half an hour after Sanderson the countryside became more like the prairie with tall grass and some trees and bushes. I was absolutely fascinated by the roads, they were so wide and straight, almost inviting you to be naughty. The odd border guard drove past but they weren’t slow either. The speed limit was 75 mph, which is quite comfortable already.
The speed limits were set so logically in Texas: in urban areas 35 mph, suburban 45 mph, extra urban 55 and then as the population becomes scarcer the speed limit goes up. The farther you are from town the faster you can drive. On some of the freeways the limit was 85 mph, which is faster than in any European country apart from Germany.
I particularly like this photo on below: The car at the fore with the dark clouds above.
Marathon: a Junction with a Gas Stop
I arrived at Marathon around 3 pm and turned left off on Highway 90. Marathon is the last gas station for about 65 miles so it’s best to fill up here to avoid disappointment. I had an almost full tank as I topped up in Sanderson already. The best practice is to never let the tank go below the half mark as in the wide open country in the US, Australia or South America the next gas station might just be too far away.
After Marathon the clouds started to break up so I managed to take some more nice photos with the mountains in the background and the clear blue skies poking out from behind the clouds. The road to Panther Junction is Highway 385, taking visitors to the park head offices, but I will go into more detail in the next post.
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