I was hoping Mikes was open as it was kind of out of season and pondered we might be camping.
A perfect example of why I won't travel without a tent and sleeping bag.
Scott made quick work of the water crossing (the only one) into Mikes.
We were heartedly greeted by these 3 yay--hoos. What a hoot these guys were. They gave us the low down of the place and made sure we got on
the list for dinner that night.
Rules at Mikes
6:30 PM----dinner------be there---eat what they fix--or don't eat.
Breakfast 7AM-----be there----eat what they fix or don't eat.
Generator will run from about 6:30 PM--and goes off at 9PM Don't whine when it goes off.
These guys were from San Diego and rode their unladen dirt bikes down here just for the weekend as they had kids, jobs, obligations, etc.
They didn't want to hear we had none of that. They all 3 pulled out some huge cigars and commenced to set them on fire.
These guys were all very good friends-----but nagged each other constantly---all in good fun--making fun of whatever
they could make fun of. If you didn't know it---you would have thought maybe they didn't get along.
But we saw thru all that-----they were having a ball haggling each other and we weren't around long enough for them to start in on us.
They were a hoot !!!!! Me and Scott really enjoyed them. It was like Saturday Night Live.
Unbelievalble place------how in the heck did they get the building materials back in here to build this place.
They had to bring it in from the North as all other roads out of here were dirt bike trails----as me and Scott would find out.
Entrance---see that little half moon red concrete step--------it's slick.
I almost crashed my bike riding up it and into the inner courtyard and then fell on it going for a walk the next morning. -----I'ts slick.
Our little heater----it was oil fired---no electricity needed.
It had a carburator on the back that dripped fuel oil into the burning pot.
I use to have one of these in my garage back in about 1974.
The girls that were fixing our dinner fired the thing up and it was toasty for the night---I loved our little heater.
This place is a dirt riders paradise I'm telling you.
I was told this place was built by very rich hunters---maybe in the 50's ????
It was extremely well kept-----us 5 riders and 2 nice Senioritas' was all that was here.
There is a full bar and little store I think---I didn't get to see the store.
I'm waiting for our breakfast to be prepared the next morning here.
They charged us $70 per person (American dollars only) and that included a very nice dinner and a good breakfast.
It was well worth it.
Our Mexican "DeSayYunos"
"Breakfast" for you gringos.
And the thinnest flapjacks in all of Mexico !!!!!
I loaded up on beans at dinner last night--loaded up with more this morning---and already had a healthy dose
of them before we got here----so I entertained the crowd quite a bit to everyones's enjoyment.