Wednesday July 9th, 2014
In the morning the pine forests of Basaseachic were shrouded in mist as the silver miners raced to work, creating new pot holes. I climbed higher on the twisty road dodging rocks washed off the hills by yesterdays rain. Avoiding damp cows with their calves guarded by big bulls threatening to charge.
I arrived in Creel after only a few hours ride. While lost, in this tiny town, I stopped at "La Troje de Adobe" cafe and hostal to ask directions. They suggested I stay, so I did. Angelico an Memo are the owners and builders of the beautiful adobe building.
|La Troje de Adobe hostal, Creel|
|Memo playing guitar in the hostal cafe|