Blogs from Chihuahua, Mexico, North America - page 5

I am going to try to add a bunch of pictures now. Wish me luck... read more

„Da kommt ihr nie durch, gibt's da überhaupt eine Straße? Wenn's da ne Straße gibt, braucht ihr aber Allradantrieb.” So hieß es jedes Mal wenn wir Leuten erzählten, daß wir durch die Kupfer Schlucht in Nord Mexiko, mit unserem alten VW Bus fahren wollten. Wir hatten eine Karte auf der eine Straße eingezeichnet war und sahen viele andere Karten die überhaupt keine Straßen in dem Gebiet eingezeichnet hatten. Wir versuchten es im Internet und Reiseführer herauszufinden. Doch jedes Mal sprach es von dem berühmten Zug, der sich durch die Schlucht schlängelt. Wir wollten es also versuchen. Nach einigen Monaten, kamen wir spät am Abend in Creel an. Am nächsten Morgen fing es schon wieder an, genau so wie zwei Wochen zuvor, der Anlasser funktionierte nicht. Wo wir zum Campen geparkt hatten, war es nicht sehr flach, ... read more

Coming in to Creel, Chihuaua at just over the far side of 700km since I left Bisbee Az. At 6 am this morning was a bit jarring. My hands are still shaking and trying to feather a clutch, twist a throttle. I found a place for cheap with dinner included, hot and ready (thanks lonely planet for coming through in a crunch). I gorged it down as the last glimmers of pink faded into deep blue over the hills to the west. I’ve generally enjoyed the shock of leaving a cool alpine or coastline for a barren desert or viceversa as I meandered across the States. But as I strolled down the main drag here in Creel, it was almost all I could take. It didn’t help that there was a tricked out sixties Chevy pickup ... read more

I look up from my book to see at M16 pointed at my knee. A cast a concerned look up further and see that it is hanging off the back of one of the train guards. He smiles at my stupid, tired and starled face. 'Hola' In say. The views from the train are stunnningly beautiful as it winds it's way slowly through valleys, past cliff faces and lakes. The train follows a gurggeling, bolder strewn, tree lined river. We drink beer, laugh and take it all in. Arriving at Pasado Barrancas at 3 pm, an hour later than expected. The hotel is perched on the edge of Copper Canyon. The dinning room and bedrooms afford fantastic views of the jagged, cragged, dirt, dust, rocks and trees that extend over the horrizon. Tiny farm shacks dot ... read more

Hello All, Were settled in a nice hotel in Chihuahua, named after the dog or vica versa. We've had a long couple of days. We brought our bikes into Edge Kawasaki yesterday for a tune up and and service. We were taken care of very well by George the "Flying Taco". "The Flying Taco" gave us some great complimentry shirts and swag, as well as some very good deals. Thanks Edge Kawasaki in El Paso, a good experience all around. We then lightly planned our route for the morning, not without a final stop at Wal Mart of course to get some last minute items. We made our way towards the border and were funnelled into a "soft" border crossing somewhat unprepared. There were no border gaurds, just a bunch of soldiers sitting around waving people ... read more