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Discussion in 'Latin America' started by CMWoody, Aug 8, 2005.
And of course new found friends
Sunrise at San Francisquito, Baja
Children on the road to Batopilas, Mex
Entering Batopilas, Mex
How in the world did I miss this thread?
Cascadas Azul, Chiapas
The palace, Pelenque, Chiapas
The most greasy 90 degree corner in Baja is 100yds south of there.
Nice shot, Ed!
Hadn't been there very long, huh?
Getting lost alone in mexico and stumbling upon a road like this.......
I think I need to bring the KLR next year......or find a nice used GS!
Color, everywhere you turn ...................
Ok, must add a few...
Bury me in BAJA
I can do the raddishes, even the jalapenos but that Tripa, yuk. No friggin way
Good KTM ad pics btw.
Here's my 2 cents...
Hennepinboy admiring the gulf coast...
Monte Alban, Oaxaca
Agua Azul cascades
Ramiro, me puedes guardar la moto?
Another great day in Mexico.
As this unnamed ADVRider found out, The roads are great.
Wide road shoulders really come in handy at times.
Friendly roadside helpers do too
And they're everywhere...
30 pesos buys at least two patches and 50 miles...or less
One thing about Mexico I've learned of late...Don't, under any circumstances travel with no less than 5 rear tubes and Never, Ever travel with cheapo Chinese ones either.
Always full service at the Pemix. Say goodbye to pumping your own gas, airing up your own tires, or even picking up your bike.
Sounds as if redone had quite an adventure.
I have this picture of 5 of us in my friends single cab truck but I'm sworn not to post it.
Yes, he did, to put it lightly.
Can't understand exactly why he hasn't seen this yet. Certainly, he'd have at least pm'ed me the birdy smiley
'Splain it to us. redone is a good guy....but had a bad break or 7?
The worst bad luck I've ever seen, I think his ex put a curse on his back tire..
5 tire changes, 3 on the roadside, 1 at the Vulka after hailing a pickup truck to taxi us and 1 at a dealer. 2 tires, 4 tubes, a box of patches, 1 adventure.
Enough stuff to fill a cart.
Did he patch the tubes or just toss em?
Why on the tire replacement?
I like the blue cart. Good pic, btw.
Well, this is Ross' story so I'll let him tell it....
First we had a flat while cruising at 100-110...held those speeds for entire tankfulls. We had been to Real de Catorce the day before and lowered pressure for those steep rock roads there and pumped up at the Pemix. Maybe not enough in the Tiger. Real was nice but biting cold at night...saw some snow even.
The locals were busy tearing up the 'roads' there for underground utilities. Progress is coming.
Anyway, it shreadded the tube melting it into little rubber balls inside the tire and unfortunantly split the tire. We put in a new China tube but it only lasted 30-40 miles till the inside of the tire pinched it. We got someone to ferry the bike to the Vulka for repair #2. Highly recommend the guy at the really nice Pemix at the toll gate on the north end of highway 57. Really nice guy, said he'd repaired a couple tires for crazy gringos on motos. Here, we decided to line the inside of the tire with duct tape Nascar style and insert the Vulka patched tube. Made it 60-70 miles...20 short of our destination. It was getting dark so we opted to stay at a notell motel across the street that turned out to be really nice.
Left the next am for my friends house in SMdeA with Redone in the bitch position. We left the bike locked up in the hotel pool's kitchen...20 pesos a day storage. Got there and went to No Bullshit Moto shop, no bullshit, thats their name. They got him a new Anakee, went and fetched the bike, even washed the damn thing and delivered it to us at my pal's casa.
Found a GSA downtown but not its owner.
Sure, the town is a little westernized, but if you look around a bit, its really a jewel.
A little mentally exhausted and worn out, we stayed there a couple days exploring the area. Once we felt up to it we slid over to Irapuerto to visit another buddy. Left the next am for Xilita...that was a hell of a ride. Hwy 120 through the Sierra Gordas is a must do. Shoulders aches at the end of the day from 200 miles of twisties.
Parked two days there, hated to leave Xilita, and started the trek to Matamoros. About 20-30 miles south of Victoria it happened again. Helmets were thrown, profanities uttered...all to the entertainment of a group of very friendly farmers who gathered around. Apparantly, the inside of the Anakee has a pock marked pattern that kinda conflicted with the days heat, our very high cruise speed, and the cheapo lightweight China tube No Bullshit had installed. So then, we put in the spare front tube. We found out the hard way had a slow leak from the factory. No biggie because I had been patching the failed one. Well, that one made it about 40-50. We sucked it up and put in the now patched front tube that made it to Dallas.