Yesterday Afternoon Peens arrived, he had a very long ride to join us, as you know he came a week early to fish and look for a wife along the Baja Peninsula. He succeeded with the fish but we are all still helping him find a wife, so if any of you know of a single woman, preferably with her own fishing boat, please send me the photo of the boat so I can chat to Peens. He jumped into the pool and then in a croaky voiced asked for a beer, he had a hard fast day in the saddle and we celebrated that he made it on his own without any major problem or incident, so the “bad hair day” was overlooked.

Then we went out with a taxi to the local town out of the tourist trap and had very good seafood. And there was not a Tortilla in sight, it was grilled fish, the raw seafood marinated in limes, rice and prawns, amazing.

Then we went to a Mezcal Shop for a tasting of the different types. I chose a bottle for me which I bought with a scorpion in. There was also a bowl with live scorpions which Peens wanted to take out. Doc almost had heart failure, but he had to get to know Peens sooner or later. Then Peens did find a girlfriend as his hair day improved.

Behind a curtain was a shelve with…. let’s say odd shaped bottles.

The village was busy and the locals were enjoying their evening.

 

An idea for RSA ????

We ate here, looks very unimpressive but the seafood was very good and the fish so well cooked :

During Dinner Peens showed our Hosts his paperwork and Permits he got when his ferry docked in Sinaloa, he was correct, he had 7 days to get his bike out of the country, but they pointed out he only has 6 nights, so he could not ride with us and had to leave early this morning on his own and ride to the border and cross out of Mexico so that he does not lose his R7000-00 deposit he paid for his Temporary import permit.

This morning we left at 7h00 and 1st went for a little tour of the different bays. The sea is far below you from the road as they are on the top of the cliff, the sun was still low and not great for photos, but I counted at least 30 fishing boats already trawling close to land.

 

We filled up with fuel around 8h00 and started our Air Conditioners and hit the road :

We stayed on the cliff near the sea and rode on a beautiful winding road. The temperature soon went up to 38 degrees when we turned away from the sea.

The area is very dry, almost like a desert but with a few trees growing in the sandy dust with no grass, burnt black and dry. It looked like the typical portrait of the landscape in a movie set in Mexico.

We soon found ourselves going through villages again with the ever present “Reductors” the Mexican road-sign next to the Speed Hump. But the road was good, wide, some straight sections and less Reductors than the previous days.

We stopped for breakfast at 10h00 in a village but the lady was not ready for us, so no cooked food, but she gave us coffee and we bought some mangoes which grows in her yard which we ate. Before we left we bought water, instead of small 500ml bottles we had switched to a litre each, it was going to  be a hot day.

Then we got onto a Toll road which I was expecting to be like a highway, but it was just a bigger single lane road which had a few bridges and 2 tunnels thorough the mountain, so we could open the throttles and make good time.

We stopped for water and this little “restaurant” had home made ice-cream in a little plastic bag and Jamaica local fruit juice.

We were now on the road going to the Guatemala Border and lots of trucks with bananas on the roof was coming North, and we found several little groups of people walking North to the USA, with back-packs on their backs and proper walking shoes. I hear not all are from Guatemala but some from countries further South.

The day got hotter and we had to switch on our Air-cons every hour as our jackets would be bone dry in less than an hour.

We checked into our hotel and will be picked up by some friends of our hosts and we will be going for dinner. It is also the last night we have Eduardo with us, tomorrow he will leave with us and will be leaving the BMW here with friends and fly back home. Later the week another person flies in and ride in the are with his friends and then when Doc and Rodger comes back after accompanying us to Costa Rica he will ride back with them.

We also learnt that we are only allowed to leave our bikes in Costa Rica for 90 days before penalties will kick in. So we are looking at leaving the bikes at the government bonded warehouse, or even push through to Panama where the bikes can stay much longer, then fly from Panama City to catch our flights in Costa Rica to fly to Houston, to then connect to New York to Connect to Johannesburg, what a story this is, but no one ever said it would be easy.

Hope you have a great week.

Fleisch