|06-17-2012, 11:02 PM||#11|
Joined: Jul 2001
Location: Vancouver, BC
June 16, 2012 - When cow horns and motorcycle handlebars come within six feet of each other, something didn't go according to plan. I scared up two cows zooming through a corner and Jan had to get acquainted with his brakes real fast to ensure the drama was kept to a minimum. It was one of the few exciting times in an otherwise truck-dodging game towards our next destination.
We arrived in San Blas hours later than planned as the ferry was two hours late arriving in Mazatlan, although it did leave well before schedule the previous night. The one thing San Blas will forever be remembered by is the mosquitoes. Small, numerous and furious, they had clearly never read the fine print on our cans of Deet or Autan. "100% protection guaranteed".
By the end of the day we'd each collected ten to twenty bites and our love for San Blas evaporated. Even the locals had their own towel-swatting routine as they walked down the street. Apparently it was not that bad in November and December. Really. After abandoning our Soviet-era hotel, where even the bedside tables were cast in solid concrete, we decided to bail on the Mexican coast altogether due to the oppressing heat and humidity.
Turning inland, the temperature and humidity dropped by the mile. The ride was pleasant, with the odd stretch of truck-dodging required. We rolled through a small town called Amatitan, right after Tequila, a tourist trap, and decided to ride through the old town to see what was there. We liked what we saw and after asking a few people, we were directed to one of only two hotels in town. Clearly they were not used to tourists as no one could point us to a restaurant, although the next morning we found a small market place where we had sandwiches for breakfast among the locals. We ended up eating at a taco place which catered to passing trucks in the evening.
In the early evening we strolled through the center of town, which turned out to be a photographer's Mecca.
Remember these from when you were a kid?
Even the local Gaucho was hiding from the rain. Yes, we had our first rain since California.
The light after the rain storm was amazing.
Tomorrow we head for Morelia.
Back in YVR after riding around the world for 2 years. www.nohorizons.net
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