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Tug or ? |
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Packed in real tight |
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La Paz |
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Sunset over Baja. ¡Adios! |
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Sunrise |
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Mazatlan |
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Perfect spot for lunch and a stretch |
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Getting a good look at the new landscape |
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Lots of agave farms |
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I thought they only played fútbol |
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Assorted tasty chocolate from the states my mom sent me. Muchas gracias. |
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Can't always camp in the nicest of places, gotta make do with others sometimes. Which is fine, afterall, the sweet just ain't as sweet without the bitter. |
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I thought this was hilarious. For almost 1km, there were girls lining the roadside, with the same setup/prices, and selling dried shrimp. |
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Starting to see lots of orchards |
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Still lots of military checkpoints, most checking more thoroughly the north-bound side |
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Taking a break in a grove of mango trees. |
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Almost ready |
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Gracias |
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Usual story |
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The girl in the white wanted to take a picture with me, I said only if I can take one with you. When I told them I was looking for a hardware store to fix my tent, a kind gentleman pulled out his knife, and cut a hose to give me a hoseclamp - People are so incredibly helpful here |
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Clearing the brush I guess |
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Fishing the river |
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Other times, I get great places to camp. There was a family hanging out when I arrived. The woman was quite funny, when I asked her how the water was, she says "the lava?". They left as I made camp, and upon hearing I was solo, asked if she wanted to send some of the guys down from town to keep me company... I thanked her and declined, then they all burst into laughter. After they had gone, I stripped, and scrubbed clean in the river, cooked myself a nice dinner. |
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Loads of bats |
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First try at the fix |
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So much growth, every area of land is covered with life. |
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I see lots of these trucks, they carry produce. |
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I had been craving banana bread for a while. Oh so good. |
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Coconut muffin, never had that before |
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After a long day riding in the hot sun with cars, nothing like relaxing in the refreshing ocean and getting some waves. The only downside was this place was my first encounter with sea lice - they are tiny bugs that bit me all over after I got out of the water. |
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wow |
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Second try at the fix, but this time didn't hold as long |
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Bananas in the front yard |
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I'll miss you SC of a different kind |
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The large green fruit in the back left are Jaca, mild and sweet |
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Carambolo, or starfruit, one of the sourest, juiciest, intense fruits I've ever had |
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Jaca growing |
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Last look over Santa Cruz, and the lush growth |
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This is the saddest example of animal abuse I have seen so far. This poor thing was missing an eye, the hair falling off his body, it had probably been run-over by a car and should have been killed. I tried to give it food and water but he was scared and ran. |
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What a treat on a hot day, one of the most satisfying snacks on a hot day of riding |
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I got this for two (2) pesos - that's less than 20 cents in USD. I ate so much, I could barely ride afterward. I kept this one for later, was worth the weight when I cracked it open the following day during a break. |
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Field of tobacco growing |
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I stopped to fix my tent pole that had started to fall off the trailer and start dragging on the ground. I heard someone on the side of the road down below ask me where I was going. We exchanged a few words, and asked him if the plants were tobacco. He confirmed my query, and asked if I wanted some. I asked him if it had to be dried. Not fully understanding what he said, I resumed better fixing my tent pole, and when I looked up, he was motioning me to come down the hill. Then he handed me a bunch of dried leaves he just pulled of the plants. Awesome |
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The beginning of the craziness of semana santa |
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1kg of mangos for 10 pesos, thats less than a buck for fresh, ripe mangos |
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Camping next to some goats. With semana santa going on, I didn't want to chance riding into the night at all with the drunks driving around. A fellow was kind enough to let me camp near his home, and animal pen. |
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Thoughts of home |
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Fruiterias are real prevalent down here. They're great, sell only fruits and veggies, for real cheap. This guy was awesome, asked him where a purifacadora was (places where they sell filtered water), he filled up my bottles for free. |
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Doesn't matter what language you say it in, always a welcome sight |
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After a day of riding, relaxing on the beach with a hand-rolled stogie, from fresh tobacco plants picked the same day. Then went for a surf afterward |
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New friends all the time |
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Puerto Vallarta, and the looming mountains I had to get over |
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I could've taken a plane, that's just too easy though |
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Getting caught up with the news |
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Navigating the crowd with my bike on the malecon |
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Hanging on the roof with Graham and Chase |
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Graham working |
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Leaving Chase's |
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PV |
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Gino, Anna, and Goffey |
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This picture is misleading. I'm standing on a hill, same as the cars, the motorcycle and truck are on an even steeper hill. Sign of things to come |
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The punk kid torturing animals |
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With all the traffic coming into PV, it turned into gridlock. This guy tried to cross the median, they call this a Jeep? |
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Trying to cool off a bit, and cut some weight |
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Gino, trying out my rig |
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On the way to zipline |
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Some day... |
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Anna making sushi |
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Learning from Anna how to make it good |
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Gino riding with me out of town, taking pictures along the way |
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Then the hills begin |
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These were popping from the trees. Took me a bit to figure what was going on with the loud noise, and ensuing clatter of these falling. This one nearly hit me in the head, instead landed right in front of me and knocked the lid from my stove. |
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Long day of climbing |
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Abandoned adobe home |
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Gino was concerned that I would stay hydrated enough, got me this for the hill |
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Not even close... |
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La bufa at 2500 meters, near the top |
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Pine trees, now I know I'm getting high up |
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Soooo incredibly steep |
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Helpin'em out with their thermostat |
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Mexico has a branch of the government that drives these trucks around, just to help tourists |
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Saw a few of these burn marks on the hill on the way up. Cars giving up, and bursting into flames. |
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Made it. View from the top. |
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The first touring cyclists I've seen since Cataviña. They were riding from GDL to PV |
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Air strip for a crop duster |
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I said kilo y medio, instead of medio kilo. So I got 1.5kg of tortillas. Still, great fuel and for only 19 pesos. |
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Tortilleria |
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Trying to get through Mascota on the sidewalk, because of the cobble stone. |
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Lots of street-side memorials, this one was cut into the rock |
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Taking a break in the pine forest |
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Packing up in the morning at a hidden spot |
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Tamarindo jelly, yum |
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So many mountains for so long |
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Finally a bit of flat land for once |
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Usually around the towns and cities, they have a series of bumps, leading up to a big speed bump. Sometimes it seems for no reason - there are no side roads or anything. No matter, people take advantage of the slow cars and sell stuff on the side of the road. |
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I love how so many Mexicans improvise, making do with what you have. |
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Guadalajara, Jalisco, México |
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Very bike friendly city |
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Watching movies on the projector |
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Dancing to salsa for the first time |
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Sundays are biking days. They close down a bunch of the roads. |
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Sofi and Jorge |
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I love salsa |
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Working on my bike |
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Ghost Bici |
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Meeting at the house |
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Making guayaba juice. Few days later I made more, but used pineapple, mango, and strawberries, all fresh from the market. |
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Jorge, Bernardo, and Izhak |
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A lot of homes in Mexico, have the shower right next to the toilet. |
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Full shop of bike tools, making the bike good |
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Bike stripped, waiting for my wheels to get finished being built |
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They have night rides around town several times a week. |
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Cooked agave, sweet and unique taste |
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New hubs |
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Maggie cooking up delicious stuffed chiles |
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Delivering supplies to the firefighters. First time riding in the back of a truck around town. |
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Bernardo |
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The fire raging, filling the sky with smoke and ash, that would later blow into the city and burn my eyes for days. |
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It's amazing to see how many people came together to help out. There was so much food and drinks donated. Even at the house, people came by all the time to donate things for the firefighters. |
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Thunderstorm closing in on the fire, but only a few drops fell |
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The busy market in the morning |
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With a lack of variety in some things, they don't with hot sauce |
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Some really old buildings in GDL |
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Working on my blog at the cafe |
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So hot out, kids are playing in the fountain |
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Salva's going away party. He's been traveling around the world by bike for something like 9 years. He got stuck in GDL for over a month, and is now leaving to get back on the road. |
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They coaxed me into playing some music |
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Wouldn't see this in the States |
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Trying out Bernardo's alcohol stove that he made from a beer can, used some spokes for a rack |
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Fabricating supports for my pannier bags |
Zip-lining with Gino:
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My favorite part |
Photos by Gino Addi [gino.samaniego@gmail.com]:
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Oooo tortillas de harina on a iron skillet with some olive oil |
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Did I mention I love salsa? |
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Semana Santa in full swing on the malecon |
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Bull, Gino's favorite drink |
Photos by Graham Mattock [g@mattock.com, mattock.com]:
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