Dreaming of Mexico and Hot Weather Part IV

One of my Favorite Mexican Cities, Alamos at Dusk

You might think I am dragging this report out until next spring, with all of the notes in my journal, it could happen. I am swamped at work but each time is set down and organize these pictures and notes, I get a mini vacation. I would never consider taking a vacation again without keeping a journal, it's the best way to preserve these moments. The best way to end a day on the road is to fill in another page.

We had a great time relaxing that night in our Hacienda, beer was involved. Breakfast the next morning was a little painful for some,

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finally we were underway.

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To my delight the road to Chinipas was on the GPS map, it was a real delight to ride.

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The road was fast and fun. A few hours later we gathered at the lookout over the Chinipas river, it was time for some good photos.

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Dave and Bret never passing up a chance to hand out treats to the kids.

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7 years ago, this road consumed an entire day, it only took us a few hours this time.

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My friends Pete and Mark look at a bike we discovered on that ride in 2000.

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The newer bikes are great plus we are better riders now.

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As we approached the river, Justin our guide, wanted us to go to the bridge crossing but I remembered an area up stream.

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This is from the first trip through this area in 2000 with riding buddies from Austin Texas.

I just couldn't resist taking off across this old memory, it was very deep, then even deeper, finally I couldn't hear the exhaust. The bike was struggling for traction and finally died. I put my feet down in the water filling my boots, of course, hit the starter and off I went to the other side.

The Valdez didn't let me down. I rode around town a few minutes dripping water, then down to the crossing where every one else had gathered.

The stragglers crossed with ease, there were no spills. I told them about the other crossing, with a few shrugged shoulders they informed me that it meant nothing because they weren't there to get pictures.

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Off to the hotel Centenario.

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This was our least comfy hotel for the trip. There was no water and they let us even drive the bikes into the hotel for the night.

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Next installment will be the trek to Uruachi.