Traffic was typical on 10, trucks and tourists. Four pairs of towing-towed vehicles were traveling together. Mayflies of the interstate. Cheap motels are favorites of a segment of touring riders. I could tell I chose well, because the parking lot in front of my room was branded with the footprints of previous motorcycle centerstands.
Horses recognize a good corral.
One last note, after umpteen times of passing through Van Horn, I finally ate at Ex-Esquire Higdon's favorite mexican restaurant, Chuy's. And I met Chuy.