This blog entry with be split up into many, not sure how many of of today, September 17, 2012. I have been writing random blogs with no order during my ride to Central America because sometimes that is the way my brain works. I have so much material to write about the ride, sometimes I cannot decide what part of a specific country to write about, so eventually, I will share them all.
Today, is to introduce Lalo. He was my rescuer until he rear ended an SUV in Monterrey Mexico. I kept calling him my angel and so happy he survived that accident. His accident blog will come last because the next series of blogs will be about my travel through Mexico with him and his friends.
Today, is to introduce Lalo. He was my rescuer until he rear ended an SUV in Monterrey Mexico. I kept calling him my angel and so happy he survived that accident. His accident blog will come last because the next series of blogs will be about my travel through Mexico with him and his friends.
Why is Lalo a hero? Well, when I was abandoned at the border of Mexico and Guatemala, he rode about 800 miles/1,300 kilometers to find me. It took him 2 days to get to my destination. When I saw him pulling into the gas station while I waited alone, I felt like I had seen a "knight in shining armor". Lalo, my rescuer!!! I gave him the biggest hug and my heart relaxed. I knew I was safe once I saw him and I could continue the journey home.
We set off into the wild mountains. On the way he stopped in this brewery he had spotted while riding those mountains to find me. Lalo is a young adventorous man and decided to stop to show me the place. He also shared 150 miles/250 kilometers of those dangerous mountain curves with me. I loved every turn and have quite a bit on video. As soon as I am able to edit the video, I will update this blog post with the link so you can enjoy our ride. Spectacular ride as it was all clifts, pot holes, very tight turns, sand on the tight turns and he and I were riding like maniacs loving every moment of it. It was such a beautiful sunny day, especially after my ears had warmed up a bit with some mezcal.
In this place they make something like tequila, but not quite. It is so much better. Your ears warm up on the first taste. I wish I could have brought a bigger bottle. My friends in Canada loved mezcal and we had a very nice evening when I visited. Mezcal added to the enjoyment that evening.
We set off into the wild mountains. On the way he stopped in this brewery he had spotted while riding those mountains to find me. Lalo is a young adventorous man and decided to stop to show me the place. He also shared 150 miles/250 kilometers of those dangerous mountain curves with me. I loved every turn and have quite a bit on video. As soon as I am able to edit the video, I will update this blog post with the link so you can enjoy our ride. Spectacular ride as it was all clifts, pot holes, very tight turns, sand on the tight turns and he and I were riding like maniacs loving every moment of it. It was such a beautiful sunny day, especially after my ears had warmed up a bit with some mezcal.
In this place they make something like tequila, but not quite. It is so much better. Your ears warm up on the first taste. I wish I could have brought a bigger bottle. My friends in Canada loved mezcal and we had a very nice evening when I visited. Mezcal added to the enjoyment that evening.
 Then you have happy Madeleine after the tasting, rides her motorcycle to the local town, finds one of the roots they make the happy drink with and sits on it. |  Then there is my angel, my knight in shining armor, that decides to lift that 300 pound Mexcal root and almost dropped it on his foot. |
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