We are now back in Sayulita once again. It's been a few days since I had the chance to write the blog so I'll back up a couple of days. Let's see … In the last posting we were still in Todos Santos at the Hotel California. We had checked out but I was having trouble getting Linda to leave.
Well, we made it to the ferry terminal in lots of time to get the tickets, pass though the aduana (customs) and wait in line with the trucks and cars. Even though the ferry departs and arrives in the same country, the vehicle permit and travel visa requirements differ between the Baja and what I refer to as “mainland Mexico”. Everything has to be in order to board the ferry.
The ferries are quite new ships and are well appointed. Cabins are available at reasonable price if you want one. We didn't bother since this passage was only 6 hours. The passage to Mazatlan is 14 hours overnight and a 4 bunk cabin with toilet & sink is only about $65. We sat in the TV / Movie salon. It had two big screen TV's and reclining high back chairs. They showed 2 movies during the passage. .. one in Spanish and one in English (with Spanish subtitles). There is a restaurant and a bar as well. All in all, a well organized an well run operation.
By the time we disembarked it was almost 10pm. We had booked a hotel in the city of Los Mochis, about 20K from the ferry terminal. Normally we would not ride at night but we figured that nearly everyone on the ferry would be heading to or passing through Los Mochis. That seemed to be the case and getting to Los Mochis was not a problem. We don't usually book ahead but since were arriving late we had booked a hotel this time. Thank goodness for the GPS. Some hotels are not obvious or easy to find.
On to Guamuchil
Friday morning, after a leisurely start, we rode to Guamichil. Guamichil is a city of about 60,000 people in the centre of a productive agricultural area. This is the place we met the boys from the ATM motorcycle club 2 1/2 years ago while traveling we Lee. I had been in contact with some club and they were expecting us.
When we arrived in town we easily found their clubhouse but no one was around. Our main contact with the club, Victor Sanchez, is a dentist so we decided to find his office. Since we had been their before we though that would be a simple task. You would not believe how many dentist offices there are in Guamuchil! We quickly found out that when you factor the number of dentists with the number of people whose name is Sanchez, locating his office was challenging. Even asking a policeman and receptionists in other dentist's offices , when we found one open, we were unable to locate Victor's office.
By now we were hot , thirsty and frustrated. In the end we went back to the clubhouse and talked to the fellow in the beer store next door. We should have thought to do that when we first arrived. He was expecting us, handed us some beer, directed us to the restaurant across the street and called Victor. Victor soon arrived to welcome us. It turned out he was home for lunch. Even if we had found his office it would have been for naught... closed for siesta!
Throughout the afternoon club members arrived at the club to greet us. One of the club members we met on the previous trip had since moved to Mazatlan. Indio was the fellow who cooked the fabulous meal for Linda, Lee and I on our first visit. When Indio heard we were coming back, he came up from Mazatlan to cook a meal for us again.
We had an entertaining evening at the clubhouse. Most guys spoke limited English but one fellow, Javier, spoke good English and help translate. It was a good chance to practice my Spanish. Some conversations went pretty well others abruptly ended when I ran out of vocabulary. Come to think of it... this seems to happen to me quite often these days in English too.
A few of the guys had ridden to Canada from Mexico. Lee and I tried to meet up with them the summer before last but couldn't connect. This past summer this same group rode from Mexico to Prudow Bay, Alaska and back in just over two weeks. They averaged over 1000K per day.... hard core!
A National Holiday - Dia de la Revolucion
The 20th of November is Mexico's biggest national holiday. It is the anniversary of the 1910 Mexican Revolution. Many people dress up in traditional attire and nearly every community has a parade and a fiesta.
In Guaumchil a large parade is part of the festivities and the ATM motorcycle club traditionally leads the parade. We were asked if we would like to ride with the club in the parade and we agreed. I was presented with an official club shirt which I wore. Just as the parade was about to start we were told that the club members ride 3 abreast and that our position was in the centre of the front row. So away we go and the next thing I know is that we are leading the parade. As we passed city hall we were announced as honoured guest from Canada.
The whole visit was a great experience that we both really enjoyed. We really were treated like honoured guests.
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Leading the parade |
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One Happy Canuk |
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One of the groups in the large parade |
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Chicas bonitas |
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The club members in the parade |
On To Sayulita
Yesterday was a long day from Mazatlan to Sayulita. We took the autopista pay road most of the way to make better time. Usually we found gas stations on the autopista but this time there were none. I expected to find a gas station close to our exit from the autopista but I was wrong again. We left the autopista in the mountains near Tepic and found ourselves winding our way through small mountain villages. When I felt we could go no further we stopped in one of the villages to inquire about the location of a gas station. We talked to a gentleman at a fruit stand. He told us that there were no gas stations in the area but he gave us directions to a fellow who sold gas out of his shed, only a block away. A smile, a handshake, hold the funnel please, a couple of photos, a few pesos and we were on our way.