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Saturday, November 16, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
Mexico - July 23rd
San Cristobal de las Casas to Santo Domingo Tehuantepec
North, and back across the land of wind.
Left cool San Cristobal and headed north, back across the mountains, across the ever windy Ismo de Tehuantepec, and into the humid heat. Back to the hotel of the headless princess, the "Hotel Donaji Del Ismo" with it's secure parking and views over this little town.
North, and back across the land of wind.
Left cool San Cristobal and headed north, back across the mountains, across the ever windy Ismo de Tehuantepec, and into the humid heat. Back to the hotel of the headless princess, the "Hotel Donaji Del Ismo" with it's secure parking and views over this little town.
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Mexico - July 24th
Santo Domingo Tehuantepec to Puerto Escondido
The road from Salina Cruz to Puerto Escondido is mostly smooth with sweeping turns winding through the coast hills. There are always places to pull off and enjoy some shade.
The road from Salina Cruz to Puerto Escondido is mostly smooth with sweeping turns winding through the coast hills. There are always places to pull off and enjoy some shade.
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Rose Esperanza
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Mexico - July 25th
Puerto Escondito to Acapulco - 8 hours on Mex 200, and if your'e going to throw a party....
Juchitan, Guerrero
If your'e going to thow a party you will need horses, lots of horses. Pretty dresses for the girls. A banner and a tent, and a band. The girls will dance, with each other. The boys will dance with the horses. And the old guys paying for it will watch.
If your'e going to thow a party you will need horses, lots of horses. Pretty dresses for the girls. A banner and a tent, and a band. The girls will dance, with each other. The boys will dance with the horses. And the old guys paying for it will watch.
Mexico - July 26th
Acapulco to Zihuatanejo
Two or three police roadblocks set up along the coast today. Federales in full gear building sand baged gun placements.
Zihuatanejo has a split personality. The hills east of the bay are covered with expensive resorts. West of the bay live the fishermen, under the palms and mango trees. The zone between the two is filled with tourists and t-shirt shops and margarita bars and good seafood.
The Hostel Rincon del Viajero, west of the bay, set in a lush garden, is home to travelers, huge land crabs, iguanas, fireflies, and geckos.
Two or three police roadblocks set up along the coast today. Federales in full gear building sand baged gun placements.
Zihuatanejo has a split personality. The hills east of the bay are covered with expensive resorts. West of the bay live the fishermen, under the palms and mango trees. The zone between the two is filled with tourists and t-shirt shops and margarita bars and good seafood.
The Hostel Rincon del Viajero, west of the bay, set in a lush garden, is home to travelers, huge land crabs, iguanas, fireflies, and geckos.
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Mexico - July 27th
Zihuatanejo to Barra de Navidad - 8 hours riding
Michoacan: The coast road through Michoacan is narrow and winding. Bushes and trees hang over and into the road, no maintenance along this road. There is often a strong smell of ripe mango, from the forests of mago trees, and burning plastic. Below the road are long, long white sand beaches with endless breaking waves. All completely deserted. The road is almost deserted, very few cars and very few gas stations, with the exception of the regular convoys of army, police and federales. Each convoy with up to 20 trucks. The army with its Humvees and armored personel carriers, the federales (and special Michoacan swat teams) with their blacked out suv's and armored cars with machine gun turrets.
North of Lazaro Cardenas I came upon this burned out bus in the middle of the road. Nothing else around, no traffic, nothing. I have no idea.
In northern Michoacan, just before crossing into Jalisco, and nearly out of gas, I had my first army search. Previous check points had been brief conversations in broken spanish, then waved on my way. This one was, off the bike, helmet off, open the bags. Which involved a lot of joking about the Mexican girls in short shorts also being stopped, everyone trying on my sunglasses, and me theirs. Discussions about how fast the bike was and how much it cost. And the commendante posing in my glasses for a picture.
Michoacan: The coast road through Michoacan is narrow and winding. Bushes and trees hang over and into the road, no maintenance along this road. There is often a strong smell of ripe mango, from the forests of mago trees, and burning plastic. Below the road are long, long white sand beaches with endless breaking waves. All completely deserted. The road is almost deserted, very few cars and very few gas stations, with the exception of the regular convoys of army, police and federales. Each convoy with up to 20 trucks. The army with its Humvees and armored personel carriers, the federales (and special Michoacan swat teams) with their blacked out suv's and armored cars with machine gun turrets.
North of Lazaro Cardenas I came upon this burned out bus in the middle of the road. Nothing else around, no traffic, nothing. I have no idea.
In northern Michoacan, just before crossing into Jalisco, and nearly out of gas, I had my first army search. Previous check points had been brief conversations in broken spanish, then waved on my way. This one was, off the bike, helmet off, open the bags. Which involved a lot of joking about the Mexican girls in short shorts also being stopped, everyone trying on my sunglasses, and me theirs. Discussions about how fast the bike was and how much it cost. And the commendante posing in my glasses for a picture.
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