Across Americas - Discovering the New World on a motorcycle

Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by AnjinSan, Jul 19, 2012.

  1. cyberdos

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    It was great to have you guys spend a few days with us. I wish we could have done more to show you around but sometimes life gets in the way of one's plans and Phoenix is a huge place. I'm glad you guys were at least able to get the paperwork in order and wrench on the Strom.

    I'll be following along through your journey and wishing you both the best. Safe travels.

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  2. bisbonian

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    Connor gives this thread 6 thumbs up!

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    And here's a couple you might be familiar with:

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    Great to have you guys at the house and so happy that you were able to get across the border eventually!
  3. AnjinSan

    AnjinSan Been here awhile

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    A new chapter of our journey begins as we continue in the Latin part of the New World. Hope you will enjoy it!


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    Bienvenidos a México!: 1-3 Octomber
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    The morning cool air is hiting my face but I am not closing my visor. We are heading for Douglas and I feel like before a big exam. You learned and you feel prepared to pass the exam. But still, the teacher is quite crazy so you never know. Well, we have all the documents we should be OK and pass. But still… “the teacher”…
    Douglas, the last U.S. town in our journey. We stop to fill up with gas (bad idea since “on the other side” the gas is cheaper), we buy water, some stuff to eat… hehe, as if we were getting ready to go in the desert. OK, we are ready, where do we go?
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    For Mexico, make a right turn. Really, that simple? We say good bye to the United States. And say “Hello Mexico!”
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    We stop at the first customs checkpoint, where a young lady, in a too tight uniform (by my humble opinion) is asking us something in a very crisp but rushed Spanish. Ohhh I guess it is time to see if all those hours of Spanish audio books on Alaska Highway will pay of. “Perdon seniora, no entiendo Espaniol muy bien, puede repetir?”
    OK, that’s better. You want to know if we have visas. Oh yeah we have them, from Naco. And why are we here then? Well because they told us that you might help us with a motorcycle permit. OK, I park the bike in the back parking lot, leave Andreea to guard the bike and go inside while praying that when I’ll be back I would still find both the bike and wife. Inside I find 3 offices. At the first one a customs officer is working. The other two are unattended as the two ladies assigned to them are busy watching a movie on a TV. I get in line at the only desk where somebody was doing something and smile. Great, already feels much more like home.
    When my turn comes, I am out of luck again. The VIN number is not recognized here neither. “Problem!” Cual problem, no problem por favor! The guy is willing to help but doesn’t know what to do. So he goes for the jefe! The boss comes, has a look over the papers and says “fill up the VIN by hand and let them go”. Once we have the green light from the jefe, it is all downhill. I am out in no time with the permit and free to roam in Mexico!
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    Immediately we feel that the World has changed all around us. Houses lively colored but build in a certain disorder, as the architect intended to match the chaos on the streets.
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    Anything with a motor here is put to good use, no mater how old. And everything with a motor can carry people. No matter the safety measures.
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    The streets belong to everyone
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    From the septic Canada and United States, where everything has a place and and order, we are thrown in this big pot of passionate but dangerous living. Parts of this new movie we are in seem familiar from back home, but still, everything seems so new.
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    Adam told us that the road signs in Latin America are more or less for decorative purposes. Still, newbes as we are, we try to follow the speed limitation signs. Bad idea. Even dangerous idea as some trucks pass us in a swift and crazy manner. Imagine driving with 25 miles/h in a 25 miles/h zone and big trucks passing inches of you with 55 miles/h. We quickly adapt and follow the rule (and the speed) of the traffic.
    Everything is different. After a long time, we travel with all our senses alert! The times when my passenger was sleeping in the back are long gone. Now, everybody with eyes on the road!
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    We take a short break for hydration and we notice the huge crickets that are all over the road. Oh, so these were the “things” that kept hitting us while moving.
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    God knows why they prefer the asphalt but the were everywhere.
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    And a lot of them where dying due to the traffic.
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    And where are dead things there are also vultures…
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    And these birds are very little respect or fear for humans and for cars. They take of at the very last moment and if one is not careful it might run into them.
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    We continue through mountain small villages. Before entering Mexico, a lot of people warned us about the potential dangers of some places especially near the borders.
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    We are positive thinking and optimist people. But we do not want to be foolish people so we decided to heed the warnings and stop as little as possible in the border areas. We do however observe very interesting details from the places we pass through.
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    Come lunch time and we turn out to be much as the vultures. The hunger wins over the fear and we decide to stop in a small restaurant. A nice old man greats us. OK, seems fine. We are happy!
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    We find out pretty fast that our Spanish is not yet sophisticated enough to… order anything else than tacos. The guy tries to explain what he has and since we didn’t understand much he does an amazing thing. He takes us both in the kitchen, and shows what is in the pots on the burner. Ha! Imagine that happening in the U.S. !
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    We order some stuff by pointing to different pots and then, while waiting for the food, we figure to go out and take a bottle of water from the motorcycle. When we came, we were the only ones there and we parked just in front of the restaurant. When I went out now I had a shock seeing a big army truck parked just near Gunnar.
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    Suddenly all the stories with drugs, drug gangs and the fight against them becomes very fresh in our minds. After we finish eating we leave wishing good luck to the soldiers.
    The drugs and the drug cartels who produce, transport and distribute their product are a very real thing for these parts of the world. But the majority of the Mexicans are honest, hard-working and full of life people, who are trying to go on with their lives, navigating through these battles and struggling to keep a sense of normality. We hope to meet only these guys.
    On the side of the road we see also a lot of horses. And it seems that here their are still used as a viable means of transportation.
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    We salute the other riders, with big smiles!
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    Our goal for the day was the small village of Banamichi, Sonora, where Tom was waiting for us. Tom is an American in love with Mexico and he decided to move with his wife here, building a hotel in the mountains. It was hard work but the place looks amazing as you will see later on. Reaching Banamichi is quite easy and the roads are by no means “secondary”. Still, Tom told us that we might have “three or four wet crossings”. Hmm I wonder what those might be?
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    Well, why to go through all the trouble of building a bridge when you could just let the water cross over the road? Luckily the monsoon season was over so most of the crossings were dry. But not all of them…
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    So we get the “chance” to get our feet wet.
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    We reach “Los Arcos” as the evening sets in.
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    The stop at Tom’s was exactly what we needed after a very intense first day in Mexico. The place is a oasis of peace and quiet and we liked it so much that we decided to stay one more day.
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    I get a haircut, Andreea gets a massage which proves to be a very professional one. She deserves it after 3 months on the motorcycle. We relax in the purest Latin meaning of the word.
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    Time goes by fast when you are not doing anything and soon we have to say good bye to Tom and Lynn.
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    Tom rides with us for a while to make sure that we are on the right path (in fact I think it was just a pretext to go out there and have some fun on the mountain roads, eh Tom?) Then we shake hands and we say good bye. See you somewhere, someday! Thanks for everything!
    We had lots of conflicting thoughts before entering Mexico. Good friends, having the best of intentions and basing their worries on real facts, told us to think really well if we want to go there. And, especially once in Mexico, we totally understand the worries. The struggles between “good and evil” as well as between “evil and evil” are very real. In what measure they might affect a tourist visit and if it is worth the trip, this is to be decided by each and everyone who considers going.
    We chose to dare and continue our journey. And we hope to stay safe and enjoy the wonderful things the Latin part of the New World has to offer.
    Feliz viaje, dear traveler, where ever you might be!
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    Next time we are enjoying remote mountain roads but end up forced to stop unexpectedly. Stay tuned!
  4. Merlin III

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    You tease!!! You should quit your real jobs (Oh wait!! You already did! :rofl) and become professional writers,. I love the written content of your RR as well as the photographs. Please, don't make us wait too long for the next installment.
  5. Turkeycreek

    Turkeycreek Gringo Viejo

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    Alex and Andreea, Hola de Banamichi.
    The time you spent here at Hotel Los Arcos went much too fast and we are so glad to have met you both. The new Romanian flag will be here this week and I will fly it proudly with the others. You now know that Mexico is filled with good people who are will to show travelers kindness and help them when they can. ( Yes, there are some of the other kind here too.) It was difficult to turn the bike around in Ures; it was a bit of a pretext but it is not hard to get me to take a ride. But I get to follow along here with you two through your ride reports.

    Abrazos de Tom y Lynn

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  6. ben2go

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    :clap Most excellent update.I have never been south of the US.I'm enjoying your ride report.
  7. Paddygfw

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    It must be my old age because I thought that your hair was red and longer :rofl
    My wife and I took a 13 month motorcycle ride when we retired and she cut her hair short so it was easier to manage:ricky
    Love the report
    safe trip
  8. AnjinSan

    AnjinSan Been here awhile

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    @Tom, Lynn : you have a very nice place in Banamichi and for us, as first timers in Mexico, it was exactly what we needed to get accustomed with the different world. Based on my experience there, I would recommend anyone who wants to try Mexico to give you a shout. And there are so many excellent roads for motorcycling around (as I hope we will see in the next post :p)

    @Ben: thank you for the encouragement. As for going South of the the border... I really thing that it should be a matter of personal preference... there are so many beautiful places in the U.S. and also North of the U.S. ... they are just different. So depends on what you are after...

    @Paddygfw: yeah... Andreea cut her hear in Vancouver. It was somehow a shock for everybody (including her :D) but if she was ever gona do it, that was the time. And I could dare to add that I am lucky enough to have wife who has the looks with long as well as short hair :D
  9. ben2go

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    You're welcome.Safe travels and happy trails.
  10. AnjinSan

    AnjinSan Been here awhile

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    Riding through Sierra Madre mountains: 4-6 September
    As after 2 days spent at Tom’s hotel in Banamichi, we were feeling relaxed and somehow more accustomed with the idea that we are in Mexico now, it was time to press on and start exploring. The first major destination was Barranca del Cobre (Copper Canyon) which, ironically, it is said to be bigger than the… “Grand Canyon”. But as that target was quite far away, we were planning to explore and enjoy the Northern part of Mexico in Sonora and Chiuhuahua.
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    Not to wide, not to much traveled by other cars and very winding, these rodes prove to be full of surprises. Of the first one we were warned by Tom. “be careful, the road has no bears”
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    Haha, no bears on the road. My my, but that is excellent. Of course, a joke made by a very persistent Mexican ( almost all the signs on route 20 were like this) based on the similarity between “SINUOSO” (winding) -> “SIN OSO” (without bear). Still, joking aside, the other part of the warning is very well founded: “extreme caution” was necessary as after almost every corner a new surprise was awaiting. Like turkey vultures flying out from the pavement in the very last minute.
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    Or the encounter with a veritable legend of our childhood: The Road Runner!
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    The real one might be small but he is as fast as the ones from the cartoons. Andreea just managed to take the above shot before he disappeared in the bushes. We smile in our helmets thinking that maybe we should also expect to see The Coyote setting a trap near by. But we see no one. Literally, we found ourselves surrounded by green and blue and no trace of humans around.
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    Strange feeling. The only prove that other humans have been here is the patch of tarmac and it’s yellow lines. But even the road is not in the best of conditions. First we see more and more stones on the drivable area.
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    The tarmac seems to fade away, and the road turning into a two track.
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    And on the side of the road, we see the marks of time, passing over that which was once alive.
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    We stop further away, near a gorge, from where our eyes can roam far away.
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    Around us is complete silence. It is hot. The feeling that we are very alone in a desolated place settles in. We are in Mexico, we are on a remote place in the mountains and we have no idea where the road will take us and where the evening will find us. Strangely enough, these thoughts do not trouble us. Rather they just make us very aware and we realize that this journey is really happening. This day is real!
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    I turn the key and Gunnar’s engine starts to hum, it’s sound like a redemption. We leave that place, leaving our thoughts behind. I feel Andreea in the back and I am glad that I’m not doing this trip alone. Sharing this with someone is so much better. The curves come one after the other and soon enough, we find the first sign of “civilization” afte a long time. And what a “sign”, a big semi-truck. On this road!!
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    I had no idea what was the driving doing with that big thing on such a bad and remote road. But sure enough it was quite hard to pass him. We manage with some help from the truck’s driver and we are “free” again.
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    And speaking of help, while back in the U.S. Adam told me that most of the mexican truck drivers are nice enough to let you know when you can pass them. “Oh they do the same in Romania” I tell Adam. “Really, in Romania the drivers signal left when you can pass them?” hmmm that doesn’t sound right. “No, they signal RIGHT when it is safe to pass”. Turn out, that the “system” in Mexico is totally inverted from the one in Europe.
    Sure, one might wonder, how could you distinguish a left signal meaning “you can pass me” from a left signal meaning “I will pass something”. Well, you are right, it is not easy and it is confusing. But fear not, the Mexicans have came up with an efficient solution: most of the times, they do not signal when they want to pass. In this way you avoid the above confusion. Hmmm…
    We leave behind the truck but we go in some traffic. A traffic of a different kind than the one from big city.
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    A sight very similar to what we were used to find on Romanian roads. So we are not very surprised. But on the other hand, we were not at all used to this:
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    In the small mountain village there were some games going on and horse racing. So everybody was coming out with what he had best in the… uhmm stables.
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    And the ones who were not racing were out for a relaxing ride with their girls.
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    We don’t stay too long in that place as we thought to cover some more ground. So, onwards on National Route 16 which connects Hermasillo to Chihuahua, we meet the real Mexican traffic. Lots of trucks crawling with 5 miles per hour uphill. And then… probably trying to recuperate downhill as they were speeding way too much and taking corners using both lanes of the road. That must bee the reason for this kind of signs:
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    For your security keep the right of the road. Yeah cool, I am trying to do that but it would be nice if the trucks would do the same. Otherwise, a pity as the roud would be such a nice ride. Way better scenery and curves than ruta 20 from earlier, and better pavement that allows some speed. But the incoming traffic does not allow much fun and demands great care. Just in a few days we had the opportunity to find out that what was happening on Ruta 16 was just “kid’s play”. Bat that is for another story. For now we make progress as god as possible.
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    And we are happy when we turn right out of Ruta 16 and take another mountain road that would get us to San Juanito and then Creel. This one is in very good condition, paved, no rocks and even better, no traffic. So we start to have fun. And then everything changes. I feel that something is wrong in the back so we stop only to discover a flat tire. Hmmm, and this time is in the middle of nowhere. I would better be able to fix this. I drive a little more trying to find at least a resemblance of flat and straight road so I will not be a hazard for the traffic. Take out the flat repair kit and… what I find in the wheel is not too positive news.
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    Ohooo that doesn’t look good. I was “hopping” for a nail but instead… a quite big piece of metal from some sort of gear was stuck in our tire. And the hole left behind is more like a knife cut. One patch string is not covering it. I am trying with two of them.
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    Patching as good as I can, starting the compressor and watching as the pressure needle is slowly moving to the 20 PSI area. I stop the air compressor and a dreaded “sssshhhh” sounds feels the space. The air is escaping from the tire. This is not good… In the mean time we stop a passing car and we ask the mexican where would be the nearest tire repair shop. Well San Juanito is the closest and it is some 30 miles away. He was just going up the mountain to take a phone call (there is no cell reception where we are) and offers to take Andreea with him, to make some calls and maybe find something. We agree to that and as was trying to repair the tire again, a troubling thought comes to mind: I just let Andreea leave with a mexican stranger, in the middle of nowhere and I didn’t even remembered the car’s license plate. Arghhh one problem is more than enough, I do not need other dark thoughts. I am sure the guy is OK and nothing else bad will happen. And indeed they return and the guy proves to be very nice and helpful. They couldn’t reach anybody in San Juanito, but he offers to put the bike in his truck and drive us to the town. Unfortunately this is not possible as the truck is too small (ah where are the huge American trucks when you need one?:) ) and also we couldn’t possible lift the bike in just 3 people.
    So we say thank you to our nice Mexican friend and let him go take his phone calls. I just finished trying a new patch and this times there is no “sssssshhhh” sound. We quickly gather all our things and head for the town. We soon pass our Mexican friend who was on the phone and he waves us for good luck.
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    The miles are passing by so slowly and soon, much too soon, I feel again the back is smooshy. The tire is not holding air. We stop again and assess our situation. If I would not be able to fix the tire we will need a car to take us to the next town. We are prepared to stop the very next car that will pass by (as they are not so many anyway) and ask them to take Andreea to go in San Juanito. There she would try to find a ride for the bike and also, stay at a motel over night (as it was getting late) while I will stay with the bike and if no help would come in good time, I would camp on the side of the road. Not a very pleasant thought. In the mean time I have nothing else to do than try again to repair the tire.
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    A new try. With lots of hopes and prays we turn on the air compressor and again the needle is slowly crawling to 34 PSI. I stop the compressor and this time there is no “ssssshhhh”. The tire seems to hold. I doulbe check with whatter and there are no bubbles. Full of hopes we start our ride again. One eye on the road and one eye on the odometer which was much too slowly turning mile after mile. 20 miles left, 15 miles left. I stop to check the pressure and it reads 37 PSI. That means there is too little air in the tire to begin with (but I already knew that) but it also means that we are not dropping air. This is good. We continue and finally we reach San Juanito just as the last sun light was fading away for the day. It is too late to find a repair shop now. We just look for a motel with secure parking and internet to settle in before the night comes.
    We write an update on advrider and there as well, a lot of friends come with very good advice, list of tire shops in Chihuahua and encouragements. We feel better as we don’t feel alone. Also I talk with some Mexicans who were staying at the same hotel and ask them about good Desponchadas that I could go to in the morning and they are so helpful as well. One of them takes me in his car and drives to the nearest one just to show me the way.
    In the morning we split up. I am going to the tire repair shop trying to have a more permanent fix to the hole in the tire. And Andreea stays at the model and tries to find a suitable replacement tire in Chihuahua. And she is in for another excellent experience as when the owner of the model finds out about the problem not only he lets her use the phone with no charge, but he and his sun take turns making the calls themselves speaking in Spanish, helping Andreea communicating with the motorcycle shops.
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    In the mean time Cesar, an advrider from Chihuahua is doing the same from his home and also sends us a message that we could stay at him if we come to Chihuahua. Unfortunately it seems there is not even one single tire in our dimensions in Chihuahua. We would have to go there and wait for one to come.
    In the mean time I manage to have a guy applying a patch from the interior of the tire. And he said to me that I could go on riding like this. Nevertheless, I feel a little bit uneasy as we do have a lot of weight on the bike.
    I return at the model and talk with Andreea about what we should do next. Despite all the troubles in the last 24 hours we had in fact every reason to be optimistic and grateful. Yes we were stranded on some remote road in the mountains but then… the Mexican driver who stopped and tried to help, being able to reach San Juanito, all the friends who responded on AdvRider, Cesar from Chihuahua who was so nice to offer his home to us, the Mexican workers who took me with their car and showed me where the tire repair shop was, the motel owners helping Andreea with the phone calls, all of these were such clear examples of human goodness, and these is the feeling that we want and we chose to take away from this experience. Mexico proved to be harder then expected in our first days here. But we like it and we hope to be able to go on.
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    Next time we find out how the story of the flat tire will end and we meet a crazy guy in a crazy place. Stay tuned!
    The map of the route covered by this story:
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  11. ben2go

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    To bad about the tire.Having a flat like that and stranded is to much excitement for me.Happy to hear that you two were taken care of.Our tv news has everyone scared to visit Mexico, because of the drug wars that are supposedly raging in that area.Really great photo documentation of your adventure.I really enjoy the updates.
  12. Paddygfw

    Paddygfw Adventurer

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    WOW!!!!!! looking forward to the next report
    Safe and happy trip
  13. bisbonian

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    Way to go!

    So far your experience with the people of Mexico pretty much mirror mine. While we are all led to believe that Mexico is full of criminals and killers the truth is that the vast majority are friendly and eager to help.

    Flat tires happen, but you fixed the problem and continued on.
  14. MarGyver

    MarGyver Ruteros De Chiapas

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    Hello gays from Chiapas Mexico anything you need please let me know I am in Tuxtla Gtz
  15. AnjinSan

    AnjinSan Been here awhile

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    Guys, thank you for all the encouragements. Sorting through pictures and writing is sometimes tedious work (especially after coming from the beach for example :) ) but then you make it all worth it.

    And I was thinking at something else. As it appears that I will not be able to recuperate the delay any time soon and the RR will be at least 2 weeks behind us for a while, maybe it might be a good idea to post from time to time here a picture and an update regarding where we are and what we are up to.
    And if you have any suggestions about the next part of the trip, they would be more than welcomed :deal
    So here it goes, first picture outside the story is a very relaxed one ,taken 2 hours ago from the beach of Puerto Angel, Mexico.

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    Hope you are having a cold cervesa, wherever you are ! Buenas noches!
  16. Turkeycreek

    Turkeycreek Gringo Viejo

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    Que Bueno!
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    you're in mexico, sweet! now the interesting part begins.
    all i can say is don't miss sayulita and guanajuato.
    i lived in both for a year and they are equally awesome.
  18. AnjinSan

    AnjinSan Been here awhile

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    Hi guys! Sorry for the late update. The chain is getting old on us and we spent the last days trying to find the best solution to replace it soon. With a lot of help from Richard in Guatemala and Blair in the U.S. the problem should be solved in a few days. Now we are hopping to be able to reach Guatemala City with no problems.

    The report is (of course) still very much behind but here goes the next episode. One with spectacular views :)

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    Barranca del Cobre: 6-8 of September


    80 kilometers. That’s all we had to go to get to Creel the day before when we had the flat tire. We managed to ride with my patch work for 50 km to San Juanito. Now that the tire was patched “professionally” on the inside we were at the crossroads and didn’t know which way to go from here. 1. We go 200 km NE to Chihuahua where we called but couldn’t manage to get the tire we need. 2. We continue our planned route with the patched tire and reach Durango at one point, also a big city, 500 km South from here.
    We choose the second option. If the patch would last 200 km, it would last also 500 and going South we had more chances to find a new tire. And this way we get also to see Barranca del Cobre. We look once more at the sky and the clouds. The snickers were quietly watching us. We did the right thing.
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    Creel is a “Pueblo Magico” which means that it has been selected by the Mexican government to promote traditional values and tourism.
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    There are a lot of Indians in the village.
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    And the stores are ready to offer their customers the latest in fashion.
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    But as you get away from the 2 or 3 “main” streets you find the other side of the place: dust, trash and people who love to party…. no matter where.
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    There is a mix of old and new, of Mexicans and Indians, of “almost clean” and “not so clean”, narrow streets, shops with everything you can think of, everything is colored.
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    We are looking for a place to stay, trying to find our way through all this. But first we find a…. Canadian named Blake. He is on his way to Argentina also. Also by motorcycle, a Kawasaki KLR650. And he just got to Creel and was looking for a place to stay. We join forces to find the cheapest place. Blake is negotiating with the owner of a “villa” trying to find a safe place for our motorcycles. We want to congratulate him for his Spanish when he confesses he was born in Guatemala and Spanish is his main language. That explains it!
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    We park our bikes under some arches and we go together to explore the village.
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    We see the statue of Christ up on a hill, silently watching over the community and decide to get closer.
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    We are looking at Him in complete silence. A year ago all this wasn’t even a thought. Now we are here watching the white clouds waltzing their way. I sometimes think that it’s a wonder that we are here. I wonder what will be next?
    Blake turns his gaze towards the village.
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    This guy likes to climb. He did it before on really tall structures. He is a very nice guy and we get along well. We decide to go see the canyon together tomorrow. The short ride without luggage to the park’s entrance is most enjoyable. Blake is also having fun.
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    We get to the entrance and we are surprised to see that there is no one there, no other tourists, just us. A small pay booth and a guard giving us the entrance ticket that is around 2 dollars. It’s ironic but we think it’s a lot. It’s not fair to think this way, we remembered how much was the entrance at the Grand Canyon.
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    As compared to US where the attraction points are well highlighted here there are very few signs. And the map is only drawn on a wall. That’s all.
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    As we were enjoying the views we passed by the road that was supposed to take us to the view point. We turn around and we are amazed. The Grand Canyon is… small!
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    Grand Canyon might be more imposing because it’s red and there is no vegetation. But standing on the rim of the Copper Canyon…. everything else seems insignificant.
    [​IMG]Probably in US there would have been many fences preventing you to get on the cliff. Here it was just a sign…..​
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    You pass at your own risk and there is nobody stopping you.
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    There is even a cable cart taking you to an edge of the canyon. Blake’s Spanish proves helpful again as he negotiates a free ride with the owner of the cable cart.
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    We can see the houses of Tarahumara Indians hanging from the cliffs. se vad casele indienilur tarahumara, agatate de stanci.
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    We get on the edge and admire the views. Some army guys are enjoying the views also. We realized that we got used to seeing army men in different places in Mexico. They went with the same cable cart as we did but I didn’t even noticed them.
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    We are somehow in the heart of the canyon surrounded by steep edges.
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    An Indian young woman sells hand made baskets in a “corner”.
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    I ask permission to take a photo and surprisingly she agrees.
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    This picture demonstrates that there are people meant to be in certain places. Or places meant for certain people.
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    We will find our place someday. Or the place will find us. Until then, the road is ours!
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    The route map for this post: (starting with this post, I will use embeded google maps for the post's map. In this way the zoom in zoom out functionality will be available. Seems that the code does not go directly in here but you can see the map on our website)


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    Next time we venture in our first large city in Mexico. Then we ride to the ocean on a very dangerous road . Stay tuned!
  19. ben2go

    ben2go Moto Flunky

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    I am blown away by this update.there is way more in Mexico than I ever thought.It's hard to wrap one's mind around it all when I've never been more than 700 miles away from home.I hope my current adventure leads to the chance to explore the world as you two are.Maybe,I visit Romania someday.:clap
  20. bisbonian

    bisbonian Long timer

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    Don't be scared, come South.

    The tacos are way better South of the border.