Hola amigos!

We’ve made it to the Pacific coast. The last few days brought us the best driving so far. After Steve’s bike had stopped us at Guadalupe Victoria, the next morning we reached Durango without any trouble. The small changes to the carburettor seemed to have worked. In Durango we stayed downtown. Although a nice old city centre, we decided to leave next morning. But before we hit the road, we got our three bikes properly cleaned for just a few euros. A shiny bike is a happy bike…

After that we had a great ride through the mountains heading towards Mazatlan.

We ended halfway in what seemed the middle of nowhere. We stopped at a little restaurant and luckily we could rent a cabana. So there we were in the mountains with our own cabana.

After a freezing cold night we headed further towards Mazatlan. The ride was even more impressive than the day before. We climbed over tops of 2800m and crossed the espinazo del diablo (the devils backbone). Not a straight piece of tarmac longer than 200m, only curves. A biker’s delight.

Slowly we were descending to sealevel and it got hotter and hotter. We reached Mazatlan just in time to check in old-Mazatlan’s Belmar and to enjoy sunset from our balcony.

This is the life for us!

Adios Amigos!

ps. Because we couldn’t bring Martins “staande schemerlamp” as special feature for this trip, we found something else….which is even useful, based on all the budget hotels we found without one……..

Punta Perula,

A place not even on our map, but when we saw a hotel sign, we were happy that this little place does exist. It was a long day today and it seemed even longer because we passed a time zone again. It looks already weeks ago since we’ve left Mazatlan….

The day we left Mazatlan, after a good night in Joe’s Oyster bar, we headed for Teacapan. A small village on a peninsula and worth a visit according to the lonely planet. Never have we been in a place this dull in our lives. We left early next morning. We arrived in San Blas (6^th March), a nice village at the beach. A place where some artists, former hippies and retired drugdealers now live.

We spent three days in San Blas although we wanted to leave after two….but Steve suffered from some bad seafood he ate, but Bas and Roel thought it had more to do with the Tequila night before. No more tequila’s for Steve…

So after three days we left San Blas (9^th march) heading south to Puerto Vallarta. The road south is terrific, riding through jungle with mountains on our left and the sea with best views on our right. We stopped for lunch in Sayulita and soon we figured this would we the final stop for the day. A little paradise!

Surf spot and touristic, but still with a genuine Mexican charm. We camped that night 50 meters  from the beach after a sunny afternoon with some proper refreshments….

Next morning (10^th march) we woke up with an ocean dive and hit the road to make some k’s further south. After a long hot day, we found this place at Punta Perula.

The pacific west coast is really beautiful with so many places where we should stop. The smallest fishing villages and paradise-like beaches….Already we found out that a year is way too short to see it all. We could spent a year in Mexico alone. It might sound sad that we have to skip a lot of places…but for us it’s a reason to come back one day.

Adios Amigos.

Acapulco.

Don’t read latest news about this place…. On Monday (15^th) we arrived around sunset after a long hot day, just in time to say a proper cheers on Steve’s birthday. But what happened before…

We left Puente Perula after one night and drove to San Patricio Melaque.

This little beach village has St. Patrick as their Saint and celebrates this the entire week before St. Patricks day (17^th march). Lucky us! As good travelers we wanted to join the local community and started off with el Sol Bucket (2,5 euro for the Bucket!!) and later joined the local party at the plaza with fireworks.

After the fireworks people started to run for their lives….We soon found out why, when they were aiming fireworks at people. According to some local this is the funny part and they do it every night. Funny Mexicans….

Next day (12^th march)we headed for La Ticla, a place not on our map, but known to surfers.

A tiny village at the beach where we could stay in a beach cabana. Next day we did a similar tour to a similar but even better place, La Nexpa. Again we could get a beach cabana and enjoyed the hammocks and most beautiful sunset.

Sunday we headed further south. But it’s better to say east, because the coast bends east so we barely move more to the south. It really amazes us how stretched this coastline is. We drive for days and are still miles away from the border. The heat really makes us go slow. So, when we saw the sign of Troncones (which we recognized from the lonely planet), we decided to stop there.

Monday (15th) was a long hot day. We hit the road before 8 so we could make some miles before the hottest hours. In the afternoon, approaching Acapulco, Bas’ bike stopped and we had to pull over to start troubleshooting.

After an hour in the sun, checking the sparkplug, bobine, CDI etc etc, we changed the sparkplug…….and switched the kill-button back to RUN (#$$%@!@#&*##!!!!!). You may think of this what you want, but we still blame the sparkplug (we kept the old one, because it still worked fine….).  Just before sunset and after a week of driving we arrived in Etel suites in old Acapulco. A nice apartment with a double seaview, overviewing Acapulco. Finally it is time for a birthday beer. Steve’s birthday wasn’t the only party in town, there was also something going on named spring break……..

We stay a few days in Acapulco to relax, wash our clothes and ofcourse, update the website from our balcony…..

Hasta luego!