March 16, 2020: Chinipas to Creel I had originally planned on hitting a remote lodge in order to do some hiking the following day. Weather forecast says hiking probably isn't going to be a thing for the next couple of days, which also suggests that riding motorcycles isn't the best idea either. So instead I headed east and a little north to Creel. I also determined to NOT let the prior day's experiences limit my enjoyment of the amazing views. Unless of course guys with guns don't want me to. I did walk around Chinipas, just a little bit anyway, looking for a spot for breakfast. The church downtown is a good example of how nice things are here. I actually laughed out loud when this happened at first, but everybody waved back on my way out of town. Leaving town, and really most of the day, the road was well packed down and mostly two lanes wide. Looking back towards Chinipas. I'm not sure I believe that they are really welcoming me. This is the mountain face I rode down the evening before. Starting at the shallow pass upper left in this photo. If I weren't about to pee my pants, it'd been one of the neatest rides of my life. Same direction, another twenty klicks travel away. It is beautiful country. Fun riding too. Though as the dust shows, lots more traffic. Coming up on another mine, which turned out to be the largest I'd seen in the area. I wish I could have seen this bush earlier when the flowers were just coming on. More views of la mina, which I believe was for gold. This is the path of a natural gas pipeline (I believe). Quite the feat of engineering to get through the cliffs. The pine forests were quite different than what most think of Mexico. Way different than Baja. Rugged country. And still fun riding. At Bahuichivo, the road becomes paved. The disadvantage to where I stopped to air up my tires was having to pass this caravan of mine trucks taking ore out. They had a car with security following behind. This is like a lot of what I wanted to stop to take pictures of the day before, but was too chicken to do so. But without the pavement of course. It was more great views, but really nice curves most of the rest of the way to Creel. There were the normal inexplicable holes in the roadway, as well as rocks and such one needed to watch for. But mostly it was fast sweeps and twisties up and down. There were no issues with armed cartel players, though when I was stopped pumping air into my tires, four military guys got out of a civilian car at a pretty big roadside shrine. Then the car drove off. I later saw four more in the back of a civilian truck. Apparently the national guard has to hitch hike? The only possible indicator of the cartels were the couple of people sitting in tiny towns with smart phone and portable radio in their hands. It was a (needed) easy riding day that didn't lack a ton of fun. The only downside is I seem to be having some sort of fuel issue with the GS. It starts fine, but will then die. Start then die. After five or six times it will stay running. Then it died on me a couple of times while riding. I suspect I've got some bad gas, and am hoping that I don't need to replace the fuel filter, which is of course BMW proprietary and attached to the fuel pump, inside the fuel tank. Gotta love that German engineering. Plan is to stay in Creel two nights to wait out the weather, but who knows. Plans don't seem to be sticking lately. World wide.