Soaptree Yucca filled the fields as far as the eye could see. The forecast for the day was set to clear skies with light winds and dry, typical for an early spring afternoon in the Chihuahuan Desert. Highway 385 offered a lonely friendship as humans had mostly left this part of Texas for Mother Nature to control. I would see another person every 40 min or so blow past me, eager to get nowhere fast. Mostly though, the blistering sand accompanied by assorted cacti kept civilization at bay.
Big Bend National Park was my destination and I couldn’t be more thoroughly excited. I had been here before, but it was right at the beginning of my voyage and I had no clue about best practices for traveling long distances in the Model 3 or how to find chargers in rural areas. It had been quite the adventure with me barely having enough battery to get back and needing to travel the last bit at 30mph to conserve energy. This time though with 150,000+ under my belt I felt like I had a better plan on how to tackle the day.