We hit the border road again as planned and were surprised to see how many trees and grass there were in this area. Not to mention nice curvy dirt roads for sliding the bikes around: The flats turned into rolling hills with trees dotting them. Grassy fields stretched out as far as you could see. It really looked like northern Colorado or Wyoming around here. Not what you would expect from southern AZ: Here the barrier was made of old railroad iron, and is set up to prevent vehicle incursions: We wandered through this landscape for miles then the road stopped, and we could see another Int'l Boundary Monument on top of a hill: To the north I spotted what could be a trail leading us through the brush: But it crossed through a nasty looking marsh filled with black water. We decided to roll back east a little bit and finid a road taking us north to our next waypoint, Duquesne Rd. Upon hitting Duquesne Rd, Bullitman noticed a road sign saying 'Patagonia'. Isn't that on the tip of South America? My front tire was looking low so I check the air: Turned out to be my imagination. That slime was doing an awesome job, despite was Bullitman thinks of it.