Bicycle touring Mexico from the colourful city of Guanajuato to the capital city of Michoacan – Morelia.
IN 1993 the leader of a multi-billion dollar drug empire was brought to his knees during a spectacular arrest at his Guatemalan bolt hole. Being a particularly resourceful drug boss, El Chapo managed to escape from his Mexican prison and return to the Sinaloan Cartel throne. In 2014 he was re-arrested at a fancy hotel […]
“WELCOME to the Baja, ain’t she beautiful!” Waving his arms around like a proud father Bob leaned out of the pricy restaurant and shook our hands before again welcoming us to his little town. “You’ll just love it here!” He slurred. “You enjoy yourselves now.” We’d scarcely been back in Mulege for three hours and already a […]
BEACHY and bright San Felipe proved to be the Tampa, Florida of the Baja. It was filled to the brim with snow-birds (Americans and Canadians escaping winter) gringo expats in varying states of “sh*t-faced” and opportunistic Mexicans keen to flog as many patterned blankets, bejewelled skulls or sombreros as possible. Mostly, they just sold cheap tequila […]
FOR the past six months countless well meaning Americans had warned us against cycling to Mexico. And they weren’t without reason. In 2017 alone almost 30,000 people were murdered as a result of suspected drug cartel violence. To coincide with those grizzly statistics US State Dept travel advisories had placed five Mexican states on the Do […]
SOME blogs are easier to write than others. Sometimes just too bloody much happens while nothing happens at all. You see it doesn’t help that I’m writing this blog from Mexico, and it really doesn’t help that my last post was in Monument Valley, Utah. I guess I’ve been a little distracted. And here’s why: The […]
“SHORTCUTS make long delays” – JRR Tolkien. It turns out we’d forgotten this little pearl of wisdom while route planning the road south to Monument Valley. In fact, while packing up to farewell Moab and ride steadily uphill on Highway 191 we forgot more than just the sage advice of Frodo Baggins, but apparently any advice […]
AFTER almost two months of faffing about, eating bagels and being a world class slob in Salt Lake City I was a little worried I’d lost some biking fitness. But just a few hours back into the saddle I discovered I’d been wrong. I hadn’t lost a bit of biking fitness – oh no – I’d […]