<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272</id><updated>2011-11-30T16:23:34.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bernie and Linda's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>On the "Hide-way" of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-9157515553630548090</id><published>2011-11-30T16:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:23:34.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tequila, Jalisco</title><content type='html'>We quite like the town of Tequila. It is the location of the first, the largest and many other tequila production companies. The town sit in the middle of the main blue aguave growing area high in the sierras, 50k north of Guadalajara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexicans are very proud of their tequila. The larger companies have lavish grounds and facilties to display their history and their products. Jose Cuervo is the largest producer. Sauza is one of the oldest and the first to export tequila. They were also the  instigator of the name "Tequila" for what was once know as tequila extract or mezcal extract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted a tour of the Sauza factory but the factory was in the middle of a week long maintenance shut down when we went to their facility.  However, they  were gracious enough to make a call and a young English speaking fellow showed up to give us a private tour.  We stared the tour with a shot of their finest!  It was an interesting visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at a very nice hotel on the town square and parked the bike in the lobby. The hotel was inexpensive and there were several nice restaurants and cafes nearby. In all we had a nice relaxing 2day visit, before heading back to Sayulita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road from Tequila toward Tepic and then down to Compostela is one of the nicest roads we have seem on this trip. It is called Ruta Tequila and winds through lush agricultural mountains. Blue aguave, corn and sugar cane grow along the route.... Very scenic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived back in Sayulita at about 3 pm and settled back into the Diamanté.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8M8Iapvn_4M/Ttawf_X4gRI/AAAAAAAABVM/3_UsmjzdL6Q/s1600/photo-733979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8M8Iapvn_4M/Ttawf_X4gRI/AAAAAAAABVM/3_UsmjzdL6Q/s320/photo-733979.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680922043608498450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Street between distilleries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4Y4jnFBzZ0/Ttaw1wZsquI/AAAAAAAABVY/JfahX8BPrdk/s1600/photo-723116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4Y4jnFBzZ0/Ttaw1wZsquI/AAAAAAAABVY/JfahX8BPrdk/s320/photo-723116.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680922417546701538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our Orange hotel in the town square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SNmdVVO3Evc/TtawIZH5F6I/AAAAAAAABVA/mCFutmk3tUI/s1600/photo-739819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SNmdVVO3Evc/TtawIZH5F6I/AAAAAAAABVA/mCFutmk3tUI/s320/photo-739819.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680921638203889570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The busiest building in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAf5tgL8sSs/TtavyVvtYjI/AAAAAAAABU0/9rnbl0Twedc/s1600/photo-752502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAf5tgL8sSs/TtavyVvtYjI/AAAAAAAABU0/9rnbl0Twedc/s320/photo-752502.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680921259340030514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And the chapel across the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-9157515553630548090?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9157515553630548090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=9157515553630548090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/9157515553630548090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/9157515553630548090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/tequila-jalisco.html' title='Tequila, Jalisco'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8M8Iapvn_4M/Ttawf_X4gRI/AAAAAAAABVM/3_UsmjzdL6Q/s72-c/photo-733979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1966208436356810235</id><published>2011-11-28T13:32:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T14:09:27.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More From Guanajato</title><content type='html'>Here are a few more pictures from Guanajuato. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3 day sidewalk art festival was just getting underway. There were probably up to 100 entries each with thier asigned side walk space. By evening the pieces were not yet finished. They would all be covered and continued the next day. This photo is of some drawings underway on the side walk in front of Teato Juares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1rPMIMB5n28/TtP1fzg7RbI/AAAAAAAABUc/y4dg9HgSh68/s1600/photo-791023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1rPMIMB5n28/TtP1fzg7RbI/AAAAAAAABUc/y4dg9HgSh68/s320/photo-791023.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680153481797387698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cultural evening of dance was very enjoyable. The theatre is a phenominal building on its own. All the seating is rush seating and we ended up with 2 seats in a box to the left of the stage. This is a photo of the theatre from our seat. The box railing worked well to steady the camera since a flash was not allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjWRZH8nRz4/TtPmfo4RUiI/AAAAAAAABTs/eLc1cs4IlsM/s1600/photo-749962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjWRZH8nRz4/TtPmfo4RUiI/AAAAAAAABTs/eLc1cs4IlsM/s320/photo-749962.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680136986268095010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dances where performed by members of the University of Guanajato Ballet. It was a variety of dances from different area of Mexico. Below are a couple of shots taken from our seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEtWXpETd7M/TtPoZP4GnnI/AAAAAAAABT4/yLI7U1yyZyo/s1600/photo-735724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEtWXpETd7M/TtPoZP4GnnI/AAAAAAAABT4/yLI7U1yyZyo/s320/photo-735724.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680139075500547698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwu1PwjquvY/TtPooOGlzKI/AAAAAAAABUE/FNcpUmCaDss/s1600/photo-796466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwu1PwjquvY/TtPooOGlzKI/AAAAAAAABUE/FNcpUmCaDss/s320/photo-796466.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680139332722478242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the concert we met up with our Canadian acquaintances Gary, Bob and Sherry at a nearby restaurant. Unlike in Fernie, the restaurant was busy at 10:30 and people were waiting to get in to dine. After a glass of wine we walked back to our hotel. On the way we passed by the little bridge cafe. I couldn't resist a photo of the young couple dining on the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mSydwGOADrw/TtP1hWFI7DI/AAAAAAAABUo/rEapgMDK7K4/s1600/photo-796696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mSydwGOADrw/TtP1hWFI7DI/AAAAAAAABUo/rEapgMDK7K4/s320/photo-796696.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680153508255951922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we rode back though Gualajara to Tequila. We just about froze to death! Even with the heated liners and all the layers we could fit under our riding jackets. The temperature was only about 9C when we left guanajato and there was a strong wind. We had to stop a few times to warm up. By the time we got to Guadajaha the temperature was comfortable but only about 20C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tequila is a nice town. We met a fellow last night that has moved here from Canada and has written a book about the area. After talking to him we decided to stay another day and learn more about tequila, both town and the liquor. More on that tommorow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1966208436356810235?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1966208436356810235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1966208436356810235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1966208436356810235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1966208436356810235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-from-guanajato.html' title='More From Guanajato'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1rPMIMB5n28/TtP1fzg7RbI/AAAAAAAABUc/y4dg9HgSh68/s72-c/photo-791023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-8505922243414488723</id><published>2011-11-26T13:18:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T14:22:27.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inland trip to Guanajuato</title><content type='html'>We left Sayulita Wednesday morning. After a brief stop in Puerto Vallarta we headed inland on JAL544, a less travelled state highway though the mountains toward Guadalajara. We were told that the town of San Sebastion Del Oeste was interesting so we planned to stay there for the night. As it turned out, San Sebastion turned out to one of the least interesting towns we have visited. After arriving we had a beer and a snack at the only hotel in town that seemed to be open. Then we went for a walk only to return to the hotel to find out that the restaurant was closed for the day. It was only 5 pm! Nothing else was open either. A taco stand opened later so we got a bite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we continued toward Guadalajara. The road was interesting and we stopped for a break at a nice little town called Atenguillo.  This area is off the normal tourist route so hotels were not abundant. We headed for Ajijic, a town on Lake Chapala, where we had stayed before and found accommodation. It was slow going though the mountains. We didn't average more than 40kph, so it was along day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBtEQdBgIio/TtE973Wm5xI/AAAAAAAABS8/t7XGEvgOj8I/s1600/photo-726319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBtEQdBgIio/TtE973Wm5xI/AAAAAAAABS8/t7XGEvgOj8I/s320/photo-726319.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679388703771256594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bridge in the mountains inland from Puerto Vallarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guanajuato is an interesting city. It is built in a narrow valley. The center of the city is on the valley floor and residential areas are on the hill sides surrounding the city. Guanajuato is a vibrant university city, state capital and of great historic importance. The town started as a silver mining town and was once the richest city in Mexico. The first battle of the war of independence from Spanish rule was fought here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The geographical location caused flooding problems that threatened to destroy the city so to resolve this issue tunnels were built under the city to evacuate the rain water. Later aqueducts were constructed and the tunnels became redundant. As motor vehicle traffic increased these tunnels were turned into roads and even more tunnels were built. Now the city has a vast network of underground roads. Some even have underground intersections. The city is virtually impossible to navigate for the uninitiated. And GPS doesn't work so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ebIZg47pUsw/TtE7XPYYNQI/AAAAAAAABSM/hG30F3ZtNuw/s1600/photo-766828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ebIZg47pUsw/TtE7XPYYNQI/AAAAAAAABSM/hG30F3ZtNuw/s320/photo-766828.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679385875542717698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;View of city from near the top of the residential area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b03O3TdjRCU/TtFARvzFaDI/AAAAAAAABTU/iXViULwruUc/s1600/photo-725759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b03O3TdjRCU/TtFARvzFaDI/AAAAAAAABTU/iXViULwruUc/s320/photo-725759.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679391278723590194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the "streets" are narrower than this one.&lt;br /&gt;Some are only 2 meters wide and have stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SP5AHT7lWPY/TtE_xqbSzMI/AAAAAAAABTI/YGa1ESR-rvg/s1600/photo-797751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SP5AHT7lWPY/TtE_xqbSzMI/AAAAAAAABTI/YGa1ESR-rvg/s320/photo-797751.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679390727525813442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exit to ground level from one of the tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city is full of culture. There are 17 museums, 9 grand churches, 3 large theatres, numerous plazas and gardens, and countless outdoor restaurants and cafes. The night life is vibrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are going to the the Teatro Juarez to see a dance performance with a fellow and his friends that we met last year in Sayulita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0eubQeh-Xs/TtE73AWRg6I/AAAAAAAABSY/JfNXrEKhXvg/s1600/photo-795115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0eubQeh-Xs/TtE73AWRg6I/AAAAAAAABSY/JfNXrEKhXvg/s320/photo-795115.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679386421263172514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Teenagers hanging out in one of the plazas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edOi9VzVgLc/TtE9YWXTnbI/AAAAAAAABSw/i2wF5eMUNyE/s1600/photo-784178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edOi9VzVgLc/TtE9YWXTnbI/AAAAAAAABSw/i2wF5eMUNyE/s320/photo-784178.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679388093620395442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Teatro Juarez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we plan to head back though Guadadjara to the town of Tequila. Then back to Sayulita the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-8505922243414488723?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8505922243414488723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=8505922243414488723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8505922243414488723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8505922243414488723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/mountain-bridge.html' title='Inland trip to Guanajuato'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBtEQdBgIio/TtE973Wm5xI/AAAAAAAABS8/t7XGEvgOj8I/s72-c/photo-726319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1142802723602765838</id><published>2011-11-22T08:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T08:21:21.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Special Place</title><content type='html'>Today we rented a car to share with Denise and Cristobal, two other hotel guests. Our destination was an archeological site near Alta Vista, Nayarit. The site is called La Pila del Rey and it is thought to be an old site of worship for the Tetoxquin, the Aztec population that inhabited this area long before the arrival of the Spaniards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could only drive to within two or three kilometers of the site before the road deteriorated to an undrivable trail. The walk took us through orchards to a creek in a shallow valley. We then followed the creek upstream until we reached the grotto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main attraction to this site are the petroglyphs carved into the rocks. The petroglyphs are interesting, but for us, the location was awe inspiring. It is difficult to describe the serenity of the grotto. It is one of the most tranquil places I have ever experienced. It not hard to understand why the Tetoxquin would have selected this location as a place of worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Mc9fYNP2tE/TsutdFjS39I/AAAAAAAABQ4/6B0xQ4vq5V0/s1600/photo-758940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Mc9fYNP2tE/TsutdFjS39I/AAAAAAAABQ4/6B0xQ4vq5V0/s320/photo-758940.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677822470448668626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The trail along the creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ah96JMo1lLI/TsuxZCedXXI/AAAAAAAABSA/0d2YHlvzWwA/s1600/photo-768317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ah96JMo1lLI/TsuxZCedXXI/AAAAAAAABSA/0d2YHlvzWwA/s320/photo-768317.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677826798950112626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Una mariposa bonita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RiVys6cRXPk/TsutzUzNJ9I/AAAAAAAABRE/5hr1-A4OTq8/s1600/photo-748307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RiVys6cRXPk/TsutzUzNJ9I/AAAAAAAABRE/5hr1-A4OTq8/s320/photo-748307.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677822852499056594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpFig-hX8v4/TsuuN8m3k_I/AAAAAAAABRQ/6Y5pUtyI-OI/s1600/photo-754403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpFig-hX8v4/TsuuN8m3k_I/AAAAAAAABRQ/6Y5pUtyI-OI/s320/photo-754403.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677823309861327858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A couple of the petroglyphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWOGq_iRP5Y/TsuvVmi5A7I/AAAAAAAABR0/9fqNZlYua3A/s1600/photo-742102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UWOGq_iRP5Y/TsuvVmi5A7I/AAAAAAAABR0/9fqNZlYua3A/s320/photo-742102.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677824540889646002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The grotto with the larger pool in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHdDM6Gukc0/Tsuu6btQFNI/AAAAAAAABRo/0NFtGzN7Fg4/s1600/photo-732364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jHdDM6Gukc0/Tsuu6btQFNI/AAAAAAAABRo/0NFtGzN7Fg4/s320/photo-732364.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677824074123842770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The water flowing down through the various pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3X3uutsSgLA/TsuuhxviVTI/AAAAAAAABRc/R85ANYvLpKA/s1600/photo-734534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3X3uutsSgLA/TsuuhxviVTI/AAAAAAAABRc/R85ANYvLpKA/s320/photo-734534.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677823650542277938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cristobal in the largest pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are back on the bike heading for Guanajuato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1142802723602765838?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1142802723602765838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1142802723602765838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1142802723602765838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1142802723602765838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/very-special-place.html' title='A Very Special Place'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Mc9fYNP2tE/TsutdFjS39I/AAAAAAAABQ4/6B0xQ4vq5V0/s72-c/photo-758940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-8649557690475370382</id><published>2011-11-20T12:38:00.036-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:49:12.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still in Sayulita</title><content type='html'>We have been in Sayulita for 10 days now. Relaxing and studying some Spanish. The weather has been quite warm, with a bit of humidity but generally comfortable in the shade. We get a nice breeze blowing thought the large covered deck in front of our room. We find this hotel a comfortable home away from home. So do others. Three other rooms are occupided by returnees. We are starting to refer to the hotel as Club Diamanté.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Linda and I were challenged by our Spanish courses but we enjoyed them. We are planning to attend some group conversational sessions while we are here. However next Wednesday we are heading back on the road for about a week. We are taking a back road though the mountains though San Sebation del Oueste, around Guadalajara to Guanajato, a colonial city that is a UN world heritage site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJS918FW3CQ/TslKmCMT0LI/AAAAAAAABP0/YedsYjxFaas/s1600/photo-779554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJS918FW3CQ/TslKmCMT0LI/AAAAAAAABP0/YedsYjxFaas/s320/photo-779554.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677150822561206450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is of a small beach that is only a 10 minute walk south of the main beach. It is called Playa Los Muertos.. Beach Of The Dead. Not a particularly alluring name, especialling considering Mexico's reputation in the press. Actually its name comes from it's proximity to the local cemetery. It is a nice sheltered cove, small waves and a partially shaded beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xOU74gZzxtY/TslK_Irb88I/AAAAAAAABQA/-THbKtUKsVI/s1600/photo-779566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xOU74gZzxtY/TslK_Irb88I/AAAAAAAABQA/-THbKtUKsVI/s320/photo-779566.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677151253799105474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night there was a birthday party on the street outside of our hotel. The photo above and the next two are of the party. The birthday girl is the five year old in the blue prom dress. As you can see it was quite an elaborate affair. The kids had a great time whacking those Smurf apart! Who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOecnkfo3MA/TslJxlEeg6I/AAAAAAAABPo/B9JVoHsACHM/s1600/photo-767755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOecnkfo3MA/TslJxlEeg6I/AAAAAAAABPo/B9JVoHsACHM/s320/photo-767755.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677149921390527394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6OLa-7lSA/TslMW4YJI7I/AAAAAAAABQM/QukSGCnG1JA/s1600/photo-731221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qw6OLa-7lSA/TslMW4YJI7I/AAAAAAAABQM/QukSGCnG1JA/s320/photo-731221.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677152761251701682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a national holiday... El Dia del Revolucion is the celebration the start of the 1910 Mexican Revolution. A parade is one of the events. All the school kids participate dressed in revolution time costumes. There are mock battles throughout the parade. I have a couple of great videos of them but they are stuck on my camera until I get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nx3tAYXgazQ/TslM9G97PmI/AAAAAAAABQY/pkC2kzx9K3Q/s1600/photo-782782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nx3tAYXgazQ/TslM9G97PmI/AAAAAAAABQY/pkC2kzx9K3Q/s320/photo-782782.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677153418003299938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qTaKHsJJ2Q/TslNXNBCo6I/AAAAAAAABQk/VtLW_dIozvM/s1600/photo-787273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qTaKHsJJ2Q/TslNXNBCo6I/AAAAAAAABQk/VtLW_dIozvM/s320/photo-787273.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677153866303579042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made arrangements to rent a car for a day.  $60 including tax and insurance. We are getting together with a couple of other hotel guests to drive out to an archeological site about an hour north of here. It is near a town called Alta Vista and was recommended to us by another hotel guests. Hopefully I'll have some interesting shots to post after the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.   We are not missing the -20 weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-8649557690475370382?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8649557690475370382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=8649557690475370382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8649557690475370382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8649557690475370382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/still-in-sayulita.html' title='Still in Sayulita'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJS918FW3CQ/TslKmCMT0LI/AAAAAAAABP0/YedsYjxFaas/s72-c/photo-779554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1783479433709434812</id><published>2011-11-12T15:04:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T15:24:29.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling In</title><content type='html'>We are settling in at the Hotel Diamanté and adjusting to the warm weather. The last couple of days have been quite hot and humid... But we are managing to suffer through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more motorcycles on the road here now than the first time we came. Another motorcyclist from Ottawa is staying at the hotel. He is on his way south, perhaps to South America, not sure just yet. We also met another fellow from Colorado that is here for the winter with his family. He is an avid rider. He is busy mapping back roads and trails in the area. He is an active member on the ADVRider site and is hoping to do some on and off road tours. Both of these fellows are riding Suzuki DR650s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Linda bought some great fruit off the truck supplying the little store across the street. This hotel has a fridge near our room, for the use of the guests so for now we are stocked up with the basics... Fruit, granola, yogurt, ice, tequila, controy (mexican orange liqueur), limes and a big bag of ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are signed up for our regular Spanish lessons with Costa Verde school. They start on Monday. Just two hours each morning. I'm looking forward to the lessons again. I'm quite comfortable speaking Spanish now in general travel situations but I don't get as much chance to practice, here in Sayulita. We always start a conversation or restaurant order in Spanish but it often transitions to English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more tourist here than there were on the Baja. This weekend there were seven weddings (11/11/11) in town so that brought in quite a few additional tourists. Even so... Our hotel is more than 1/2 full and none of the guests are here for the weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a bit of time on the beach this afternoon but sitting still for long is not my thing so we walked the length of the beach, in and out of the water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things we like about Sayulita is the variety of tourists. There is a diverse variety of ages and activity levels. The surfing attracts the younger crowd. The variety of accommodations and restaurants attracts visitors across the economic spectrum. There is a good mix of authentic Mexican food and businesses along with some international cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few beach shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXrk1fISiy0/Tr7fNeJzyXI/AAAAAAAABPE/EvT0hzGuzcI/s1600/photo-728728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXrk1fISiy0/Tr7fNeJzyXI/AAAAAAAABPE/EvT0hzGuzcI/s320/photo-728728.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674218003058903410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Surfer Dude &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PhGiNdZcLio/Tr7fklUlnBI/AAAAAAAABPQ/grtwmFBNO5E/s1600/photo-721841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PhGiNdZcLio/Tr7fklUlnBI/AAAAAAAABPQ/grtwmFBNO5E/s320/photo-721841.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674218400120151058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Looking toward the north end of the beach. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-un_-bFqBaGo/Tr7f2dJEYEI/AAAAAAAABPc/PFfWTDC-UUw/s1600/photo-792123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-un_-bFqBaGo/Tr7f2dJEYEI/AAAAAAAABPc/PFfWTDC-UUw/s320/photo-792123.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674218707161997378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Looking back from the north end of the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1783479433709434812?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1783479433709434812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1783479433709434812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1783479433709434812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1783479433709434812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/settling-in.html' title='Settling In'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXrk1fISiy0/Tr7fNeJzyXI/AAAAAAAABPE/EvT0hzGuzcI/s72-c/photo-728728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-5181368832706517098</id><published>2011-11-10T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T21:04:35.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, November 10</title><content type='html'>In Mazatlan we stayed at our regular place, the Azteca Inn and had dinner at Pancho's Resturante on the water front. We explained to the waiter that we had eaten not long before and only wanted a couple of margaritas and an appetizer.  We ordered the margaritas and looked at the menu. The margaritas arrived quickly along with a big plate of taco chips, salsas and stuffed peppers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter suggested the appetizer special... Three cheeses blended with chorizo, red and green peppers and onions. This turned out to be quite a production.  A small table was set beside our table with a heated lava-type pottery bowel on it. The ingredients for the mixture arrived and they were blended by the waiter in the super hot bowl, then served on tortillas. Fancy quesadillas, but really tasty. Quite a production!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our time eating, sipping the margarita and enjoying the ocean side ambiance.  As we finished the margaritas, two shot glasses appeared in front of us, complimentary. They contained a drink of tequila, white wine and apple juice. I forget the name but they were very tasty. When we finished these, we asked for the bill. They bill arrived with two more complimentary drinks... Kalhua and cream.  I have no idea what prompted the free drinks. Our final bill was less than $20. We left a good tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a pleasant stay in Mazatlan we packed up and headed for Sayulita, about 400k south. The weather here is warm and more humid than the Baja. The rainy season is over but every thing is still lush and green. On the narrow roads approaching Sayulita, the jungle foliage grows right to the edge of the pavement. It is impossible to see what is around the next bend so we took it pretty easy. Arriving in Sayulita about 3pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although on the pacific coast, Sayulita is in the Central time zone. It has been hard to keep track of the time of day over the past few days.... Not that it matters much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think we might just stay put here in Sayulita for a few weeks and just relax.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-5181368832706517098?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5181368832706517098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=5181368832706517098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5181368832706517098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5181368832706517098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/thursday-november-10.html' title='Thursday, November 10'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-4378863010945026220</id><published>2011-11-09T13:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:25:39.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Mainland</title><content type='html'>We got a new vehicle permit yesterday and jumped on the ferry to Mazatlan. Although this was the same boat that we took last year it had be fixed up a bit and we had a comfortable overnight passage to Mazatlan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have a rest day and stay in Mazatlan overnight before heading south to Sayulita tomorrow. The weather has warmed up again and we have put away the heated jackets for now...thank goodness. Linda is lounging by the pool now while sit in the shade to write a few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for my blog app to be updated but I managed to up load a couple of pics. The first picture is of an ultimate go anywhere motor home. A couple from Switzerland had it shipped over and are on their way around the world. I thought it was so cool that I needed to post a picture. I didn't ask, but I wonder if it bullet proof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBkvZql9ubA/TrrYmImtdRI/AAAAAAAABO4/PxKqPwo58t8/s1600/photo-791320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBkvZql9ubA/TrrYmImtdRI/AAAAAAAABO4/PxKqPwo58t8/s320/photo-791320.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673084830283035922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next photo is for Ruth. Bet you don't have one of these in your garden? There is some interesting vegitation here in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n355LhQmyg8/TrrXZ9zb81I/AAAAAAAABOs/KW8ricaNlWQ/s1600/photo-786710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n355LhQmyg8/TrrXZ9zb81I/AAAAAAAABOs/KW8ricaNlWQ/s320/photo-786710.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673083521713566546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now, time to go for a walk and get som exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-4378863010945026220?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4378863010945026220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=4378863010945026220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4378863010945026220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4378863010945026220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-on-mainland.html' title='Back on the Mainland'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBkvZql9ubA/TrrYmImtdRI/AAAAAAAABO4/PxKqPwo58t8/s72-c/photo-791320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-145879857800595372</id><published>2011-11-07T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:27:04.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday November 7</title><content type='html'>We are now back in Loreto, BCS. Yesterday we rode from Ensenada to Guerrero Negro. It was long ride but much more enjoyable than the same leg north. It was sunny but cool. We put on everything we had that we had to keep us warm and left Ensenda about 7:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still concerned about the lack of fuel stops on the leg between El Rosario and Guerrero. When we stopped for breakfast at Mama Espinoza's in El Rosario I filled up and made some calculations.  We were getting just over 20k per litre so on a 22 litre tank, the 365k should be no problem.  What I discovered is that my fuel gauge reads low. We made it all the way to Guerrero with about 2 1/2 liters left in the tank but the gauge showed empty. Good to know for future situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the lack of photos. The blog app I was using is to yet iOS5 compatible. Hopefully the update is available soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one photo from our informal gas stop on the way north. These spontanious encounters are some of the most interesting events of this type of trip. After filling up we stayed for coffe and a bite to eat before continuing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVeWtu0huB8/Trfn2qtpPtI/AAAAAAAABOg/vB0ozCG_bCs/s1600/photo-789792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVeWtu0huB8/Trfn2qtpPtI/AAAAAAAABOg/vB0ozCG_bCs/s320/photo-789792.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672257182061117138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, I'm sitting on a balcony of a small family run hotel in Loreto. Sipping a beer and waiting for a couple of guys we met in La Paz last year at this time. Bob and Don are friends that ride together. In August they were in British Columbia and now they are heading for Cabo for a few day before heading back north to watch part of the Baja 1000 race. They are about our age, perhaps a little older. Former desert racers and hard core riders that like to put on the miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Linda and I are planning to head off early and hopefully catch the ferry to Mazatlan that departs Pichilinque at 6:00 pm tomorrow.  It is an overnight 16hr trip so when we get off the ferry we will ride south 150k or so to Playa Noviero. Then on to Sayulita the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to staying in Sayulita for a week or so to rest the saddle sores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to regress a bit... Today we rode along the shore of the Sea of Cortez and along the shore of Bahia de Concepcion, just south of the town of Mulege. We had forgotten what a great area this is. All along the large bay are small bays that accommodate camping. The sea is turquoise, shallow and calm. The bay is dotted with island. Great kayaking, snorkeling  and swimming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been taking about getting a RV to leave down here. Although the Baja is not our favourite part of Mexico, Baja California Sur is a great camping and RV location, both on the gulf side and the Pacific side.... Just thinking out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... My beer is empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next update from the mainland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is OK for you all in Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasty luego...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-145879857800595372?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/145879857800595372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=145879857800595372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/145879857800595372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/145879857800595372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-november-7.html' title='Monday November 7'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVeWtu0huB8/Trfn2qtpPtI/AAAAAAAABOg/vB0ozCG_bCs/s72-c/photo-789792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7485342432829014841</id><published>2011-11-05T21:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T21:24:29.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday November 5th</title><content type='html'>We had been advised by the Banjercito in Pichilinque that we would be able to resolve the permit issue in Ensenada.  Well... Perhaps on a week day, but not on the weekend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tijuana has a bad reputation. Everyone we spoke with rolled there eyes at the mention of going there.   After some Internet research we found a recent posting that indicated that there was a Banjercito office in Tecate so off we went to Tecate.&lt;p&gt;The road from Ensenda to Tecate is a nice winding road through vineyards. Although it was cool, it was not raining and it was a pleasant ride. Unfortunately the Internet information was, once again, erroneous. Our options were getting smaller. After some discussion we headed for Tijuana along a highway that runs along the US border.&lt;p&gt;Before leaving Tecate we found the address of the Banjercito office on the internet and plugged it into the gps. This has worked well for us in the past, but not today. I don&amp;#39;t know if the adress was wrong or the gps found another location with the same address but we got lost several times, went down one way streets that obviously were taking us the wrong way and eventually ended up in the middle of a suburban market nowhere near the Banjercito.&lt;p&gt;Finally we found our way back to the main border crossing where there was a HUGE line up of traffic waiting to enter the US.  We managed to find our way around it and ask an official for directions. Finally, with his help we found the Bajercito office.&lt;p&gt;Canceling the permit was no problem. We were expecting a fine for the expired permit but the official was friendly and efficient.  An hour and fifteen minutes later we were back in Ensenda..... Mission accomplished.&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow we will start the ride back south.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the iPad of Bernie Hide&lt;br /&gt;Fernie, BC, Canada&lt;br /&gt;250-423-7731&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7485342432829014841?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7485342432829014841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7485342432829014841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7485342432829014841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7485342432829014841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday-november-5th.html' title='Saturday November 5th'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-4151825303966286121</id><published>2011-11-05T20:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T20:42:42.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday November 4th.</title><content type='html'>Thursday evening we were sitting in the outside restaurant of the Malarrimo Motel in Guerrero Negro, sipping a beer and taking to the waiter.  There had not been any rain in Guerrero for two years. That was yesterday.  Today the weather changed.... Dramatically!&lt;p&gt;It was cool and cloudy when we got up. Cool enough that we put on our quilted electric jackets but not cool enough to plug them in, as we started the ride north to El Rosario.  After about half an hour we stopped to put on another layer and plug in the jackets. As we climbed into the hills the temperature contined to decline to about 15C or so and the clouds ahead looked threateningly of rain. Also we were riding fairly fast into a strong, gusty wind. This made the ride even less pleasant. &lt;p&gt;We&amp;#39;re we&amp;#39;re making good time though and discussed the possibility of riding all the way to Ensenda,  a little less than 600k in total. This particular stretch of the highway is particularly uninhabited. There are no gas stations between Guerrero and El Rosario. (365k).  At 60k from El Rosario we were on reserve fuel and starting be concerned that we would not make it to the next Pemex.  Obviously, others have had the same problem because the next cafe has a sign fo gasolina.  We stopped and bought  2 gals for 100 pesos, roughly $8. &lt;p&gt;Reaching El Rosario we topped up the tank.  Since it was only 1pm and with only 250 k to Ensenda, we decide to press on.  The first half went smoothly, albeit slowly, as this area is more densely populated.  &lt;p&gt;About half way  to Ensenada the rain started. Soon we were cold and wet.  My visor was blured by the rain and the visor was fogging up. We were on a narrow but busy 2 lane mountain road and  it was becoimg more difficult to see the road. I just stayed between the yellow centre line and the white line on the side and pressed on.&lt;p&gt;Our anticipated pace had slowed considerably and everytime I looked at the gps we were always more than an hour from Ensenada.   Then we ran into road construction and I discovered that the only thing worse than dusty detours are muddy slippery ones. Now, when I got a chance to look at the gps we were 2 hours from Ensenada and it would be dark soon.&lt;p&gt;This was getting to be real fun... Wet, cold, negotiating an unorganized detour on a slick muddy surface that you can&amp;#39;t see well!   Who needs a beach  and a margarita to enjoy Mexico?   &lt;p&gt;Luckily the detour was short by Mexican standards and  we eventually made it to the hotel, just as it was getting dark.  &lt;p&gt;Whew! What a day. Hopefully we can get the permit issue settled tomorrow.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the iPad of Bernie Hide&lt;br /&gt;Fernie, BC, Canada&lt;br /&gt;250-423-7731&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-4151825303966286121?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4151825303966286121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=4151825303966286121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4151825303966286121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4151825303966286121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-november-4th.html' title='Friday November 4th.'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3172078626293638808</id><published>2011-11-01T18:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T21:05:21.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>En México otra vez</title><content type='html'>Yep. We are back in Mexico again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I my second attempt at posting a blog on this trip. I spent an hour writing an entry yesterday while waiting in the LAX airport for the last leg of our flight to Los Cabos but the Blogpress app crashed when I tried  to save the entry. :-( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now in La Paz,  Baja Califonia Sur (BCS). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived in Cabo  it was hot... About 36C. We caught a ride to the storage compound with a car rental company van for whatever we wanted to tip the driver and retrieved the motorcycle with no problem.  The battery was a little weak and the fuel in the lines had evaporated (or whatever). The bike didn&amp;#39;t want to start on the first few tries but caught  just as the battery was about to die. Thank goodness!&lt;p&gt;We stayed in Cabo San Lucas last night and rode north through Todos Santos  to La Paz today. We had a great breakfast at the Hotel Califonia in Todos Santos then rode to the ferry terminal in Pichilinque ( 20 K past La Paz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our vehicle permit for mainland Mexico had expired and we wanted to deal with the expired permit and get a new one. The gals in the office were very helpful but their hands were tied, so to speak, by the computerized system.  They suggested that if the registration was changed to Linda Hide, there would be no problem issuing another permit.  We thought about this idea for a while and decided that a forgery would only complicate an already delicate stuation. We were told that the only other remendy would be to ride back to the USA border to deal with the expired permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...  we have a nice hotel room overlooking the quiet La Paz Bay and we are relaxing with a couple of cervezas.   Tomorrow we will head north to Loreto and then north to Ensenada or Tijuana.  We were told that we could resolve the situation in either of these places. Once we get the permit issue resolved we plan to head south again to Sayulita. Our route is yet to be determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the setback it is nice to be here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a bite to eat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta luego...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the iPad of Bernie Hide&lt;br /&gt;Fernie, BC, Canada&lt;br /&gt;250-423-7731&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3172078626293638808?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3172078626293638808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3172078626293638808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3172078626293638808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3172078626293638808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/11/en-mexico-otra-vez.html' title='En México otra vez'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-717752965965771205</id><published>2011-04-08T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:07:15.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home in Fernie</title><content type='html'>We arrived home in Fernie on&amp;nbsp;Thursday, April 7th. &amp;nbsp;The flights were uneventful.. San Jose to Seattle and Seattle to Kalispell. We departed SJC at 5 pm and on the 6th arrived in Kalispell just after midnight. Unfortunately I had left our iPod transmitter plugged into the cigarette lighter outlet and it had drained the battery enough that the starter would not turn the engine over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were told by the security staff that the car rental booths had battery booster units but they were closed for the night. We had planned to stay in Kalispell over night anyway so we hopped a cab to the hotel. I returned in the morning, borrowed a booster and started the car. On the way out of the parking lot I mentioned what had happened to the clerk and she informed me that they also had battery booster units that I could have borrowed. Next Time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-if614nnnsss/TZ-66JvuZcI/AAAAAAAABNw/53rs1T3dhlY/s1600/P1020176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-if614nnnsss/TZ-66JvuZcI/AAAAAAAABNw/53rs1T3dhlY/s320/P1020176.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carving at the Tropicana Hotel in San Jose del Cabo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASeJjqq3Yp8/TZ-6vSBOpmI/AAAAAAAABNs/65h4VoMCP9c/s1600/P1020172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASeJjqq3Yp8/TZ-6vSBOpmI/AAAAAAAABNs/65h4VoMCP9c/s320/P1020172.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hmmm... buy a pizza, get free advise?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VQbyN-X5C0/TZ-6rt3ushI/AAAAAAAABNo/9GtblKptJsE/s1600/P1020157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7VQbyN-X5C0/TZ-6rt3ushI/AAAAAAAABNo/9GtblKptJsE/s320/P1020157.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Steed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_Pu4bOTAAA/TZ-5-47d2HI/AAAAAAAABNk/0WLOCRcleiU/s1600/P1000251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_Pu4bOTAAA/TZ-5-47d2HI/AAAAAAAABNk/0WLOCRcleiU/s320/P1000251.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's nice to be back home.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-717752965965771205?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/717752965965771205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=717752965965771205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/717752965965771205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/717752965965771205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/home-in-fernie.html' title='Home in Fernie'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-if614nnnsss/TZ-66JvuZcI/AAAAAAAABNw/53rs1T3dhlY/s72-c/P1020176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3503702715814026013</id><published>2011-04-05T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:59:08.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Baja</title><content type='html'>We are back in BCS (Baja California Sur). Things haven't gone as planned but we are settled into a very nice hotel in San Jose del Cabo. We found the MC storage place and have packed, ready to catch the plane back to Kalispell tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Sayulita about 10am Sunday morning after giving Jeff, Eileen and Loic a short tour of town. Isabell was catching up on some rest after a restless night with Loic. The ride to Mazatlan was uneventful. Due to the delay leaving Sayulita and the distance to Mazatlan we once again opted for the toll road, arriving in Mazatlan around 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a good nights rest we rode over to the ferry terminal to get tickets for the ferry sailing to La Paz. The price had gone up considerably since the last time we took this ferry. The two our us, plus the bike and the cheapest cabin was almost 4000 pesos... Roughly $320.  To make matters worse, the nice ferry we took on this route 5 years ago is no longer in service. It has been replaced by an old  rusted freighter that had seen better days either crossing the English Channel or on the Mediterranean.  ( all the signs and information postings were in English or French... No Spanish to be seen? ) Passenger accommodations were minimal and uncomfortable. There were not enough seats in the common area for all the passengers so we had to sit in our cabin on the narrow bunk bed. Luckily we had a movie on the iPad to watch to pass the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time of passage had increase from 14 hours to 16 hours and disembarking was very slow. By the time we got back on the road to La Paz 19 hours had passed since we had arrived at the terminal in Mazatlan. There was a military check at each end of the voyage that added to the delay. All in all, this voyage is not recommended if it can be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was to cancel our vehicle permit at the terminal in La Paz, after all this is where we obtained it and no vehicle permits are required on the all of Baja California. Wrong again... Apparently you can buy the permit at the terminal but you can cancel it only at selected Mexico/USA border crossings!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our permit expires at the end on April we had a decision to make... One would be to forfit the unrefundable airline tickets from San Jose del Cabo and ride to Tijuana, cancel the permit and pay for another flight home from San Diego or put the bike in storage and fly home from San Jose. Then deal with the expired permit when we come back in November. After mulling the options over iced coffee in La Paz we decided we would postpone the agony and deal with the situation in November.  This means that we will have to ride the bike back to Tijuana or Mexicali, try to talk our way out of a fine, probably cros into the US and then return to Mexico, get a new permit and ride back south, on the east side of the Gulf of California.... Only about 3000k out of our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can worry out this later.... Hopefully the flight home goes well. Back to the snow I hoped would have melted by now. Looking forward to getting back to Fernie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Tropicana%20Hotel,San%20Jos%C3%A9%20del%20Cabo,Mexico%4023.060615%2C-109.693546&amp;z=10'&gt;Tropicana Hotel,San José del Cabo,Mexico&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3503702715814026013?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3503702715814026013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3503702715814026013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3503702715814026013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3503702715814026013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-to-baja.html' title='Back to the Baja'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-38685555259050690</id><published>2011-04-01T13:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T08:05:03.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sayulita</title><content type='html'> We are now into the last week of this trip. We have been in Sayulita since last Saturday and we are heading for Mazatlan Sunday morning. Then onto the ferry and back to the Baja on Monday. Our flight home is out of San Jose del Cabo on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Linda and I have been taking Spanish classes in the morning and I have been getting together with another teacher for an hour in the afternoon. I think we are making progress but sometimes it is hard to tell. If nothing else, it is good exercise for the brain. Also it gives us a chance to meet some locals and develop a better understanding of the area. Fernie and Sayulita have a lot in common. For example, both are seasonal tourist towns. Both have over inflated property values that have helped push prices beyond the affordability of the local population. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we visited the town a few miles to the north. Its name is San Francisco but it is commonly known as San Pancho. (Pancho is an abbreviation of Francisco, as is Paco) It is possible to walk to San Pancho along the beach, with a couple of forays along jungle trails over some higher ground. The problem is that you have to pass through private property and sometimes this can be a issue, so we decided to take the bike instead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were quite surprised by San Pancho. We expected something smaller but although not quite as large as Sayulita it is a well developed town, in some ways nicer than Sayulita. Nearly all the roads are attractive cobble stone, clean, nice stores and restaurants. Sayulita, on the other hand, has a mix of street surfaces, from concrete to cobble stones to dirt. The September storm caused significant damage in Sayulita, particulary in proximity to the river. The construction on a new bridge and the associated equipment, constuction materials, piles of dirt etc. are not very attractive.  Hopefully, by next seasons much of this should be completed and it will be more esthetically pleasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Pancho has a beautiful long, wide beach but unfortunately the swimming is dangerous and there is no surfing area for beginners. This is where Sayulita has the tourism advantage. The surfing and boogy boarding are very good at Sayulita. The south end of the beach is shallow with smaller waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/02/1421.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/02/s_1421.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='158' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Sayulita beach looking North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/02/1422.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/02/s_1422.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='158' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Horses, dogs, and people share the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-38685555259050690?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/38685555259050690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=38685555259050690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/38685555259050690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/38685555259050690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-sayulita.html' title='In Sayulita'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-5946672742414192247</id><published>2011-03-25T20:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:57:54.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mazamitla to Ajijic</title><content type='html'>Once again we decided to modify our route slightly and skip our planned visit to Tapalpa and head for Ajijic instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the motorcycle show in Calgary, one of the booths was promoting motorcycle tours in Mexico, based out of Ajijic. I stopped to talk to Lynn, one of the owners, and told her we planned to be in her area in March. She kindly gave me her email adress and asked us to stop by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajijic (pronounced ah-hee-hic) in an attractive town located on the shores of Lake Chapala, about 50k from the outskirts of Guadelajara and only 35k from the international airport. It has interesting mix of residents within a wide economic range, both Mexican, Canadian and  US citizens. The gringo influence is definitly evident but it is not overpowering, as it is in Puerto Vallarta, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying in a B&amp;B, run by a relocated Texan family, located in the older part of town. It is very comfortable with all the amenties one could expect. The town is typical of older towns in this area, narrow cobblestone streets and plenty of character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmhl6MmD__g/TY0s16Z0oLI/AAAAAAAABMw/54u7SmqHRak/s1600/photo-786217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmhl6MmD__g/TY0s16Z0oLI/AAAAAAAABMw/54u7SmqHRak/s320/photo-786217.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588172017358905522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0Fots0kjTs/TY0pdI88u_I/AAAAAAAABMo/gvWov9iVPcw/s1600/photo-718844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0Fots0kjTs/TY0pdI88u_I/AAAAAAAABMo/gvWov9iVPcw/s320/photo-718844.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588168293232720882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The Adobe Walls B&amp;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned, one of the reasons we stopped in Ajijic was to talk to Lynn and her husband John to get a better understanding of their business. Graciously, they invited us over to their lovely home, showed us their bikes (all BMWs), and explained their business to us. They are well organized, with new, well maintained bikes and experienced guides. Their location is definitely an asset. Easy access by international flights, beautiful county side, winding roads, almost perfect year round climate and proximity to some of the most historic towns and landmarks in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their biggest impediment to business is the misconception of the degree of danger that one assumes while in Mexico. The ironic part of this concept always makes be smile...  The amount of risk one assumes by simply riding a motorcycle is exceedingly higher than the risk you assume by visiting Mexico! Riding in Mexico adds very little to the risk, but it adds immensely to the experience and the pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reading this is interested in more information about the tours go to www.ridethesierra.com Lynn or John will be glad to answer any of your question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are heading back to Sayulita where we will stay for a week trying to pickup a bit more Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marley... Here is the photo of the peacock in the restaurant Gramma told you about. We didn't get his name. What do think it is?  Also here a picture of a cool car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sbP6IpxiwA/TY0lbjAWIjI/AAAAAAAABMg/Rn6-XA4qiyo/s1600/photo-789102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sbP6IpxiwA/TY0lbjAWIjI/AAAAAAAABMg/Rn6-XA4qiyo/s320/photo-789102.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588163867820040754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IciG-nKC1yI/TY0whHfTe1I/AAAAAAAABM4/Kw57eXP3JIQ/s1600/photo-725863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IciG-nKC1yI/TY0whHfTe1I/AAAAAAAABM4/Kw57eXP3JIQ/s320/photo-725863.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588176058140818258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Peacock in "The Garden Restaurant"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-5946672742414192247?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5946672742414192247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=5946672742414192247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5946672742414192247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5946672742414192247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/mazamitla-to-ajijic_25.html' title='Mazamitla to Ajijic'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmhl6MmD__g/TY0s16Z0oLI/AAAAAAAABMw/54u7SmqHRak/s72-c/photo-786217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-4318950348599748806</id><published>2011-03-25T20:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:14:21.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Patzcuaro to Mazamitla</title><content type='html'>We left Patzcuaro about 10 am for a 235k ride to Mazamitla, the next of the Pueblo Magicos. The road looped east around the lake though scenic country side and was newly paved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was going well until we realized that we had made a wrong turn about 40k earlier. Unexpectedly, we had intersected the main expressway from Mexico city to Guadelajara, unfortunately our planned route was suppose to be paralleling it to the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we figured out where we were, we decided to jump on the autopista for about 80k. This reroute added about 55k to the route but not much extra time. We are learning that even 235k is long day. By the time we intersected the autopista we calculated that we were only averaging 45k per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the coastal roads, the towns are generally located between the highway and the coast but inland the secondary highways go through the middle of the towns, hence travel is slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Mazamitlan at 4pm.   6 hours on the road with really only one stop to figure out we where and have a drink. It was a long day. Luckily, we quickly found a nice hotel, freshened up and walked down town for a beer and a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazamilta is a pretty town, located in relatively lush and scenic county side. The elevation of town is at 2200 meters. The economy is generally agricultural in nature, including forestry, fishing and service related businesses. It is also the location of secondary residences of Guadejara based families who want an escape from the city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-4318950348599748806?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4318950348599748806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=4318950348599748806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4318950348599748806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4318950348599748806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-left-patzcuaro-about-10-am-for-235k.html' title='Patzcuaro to Mazamitla'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-5288851373072248764</id><published>2011-03-22T17:41:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:48:22.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleta to Paztcuaro</title><content type='html'>Leaving Caleta behind us, we continued south down hwy 200. About 60k down the road we turned inland on Hwy 37 and started climbing into the Sierras. The 2 lane highway is in good condition but with a fairly rough seal coat. It is a contuously winding road and progress was slow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on the road for 100k until we intercepted Hyw 37D, the pay road. Normally we avoid the pay roads but it took 2 1/2 hours to cover the first 100k of Hwy 37 and with almost 200k to go we opted for the pay road for the remainder of this days ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 100k on 37 was an interesting ride though. There was hardly any traffic And only a few small settlements.  However, about 1/2 way along 37 we reached the large and busy town of Arteaga. After over an hour of concentration though the continuous turns, it was time for a break. We found a place to park on the main drag through town and stood in the shade with a couple of Coca Light and watched the action. Trucks and buses mixed in with a 14 year old guy blasting up and down the street on dirt racing quad, 3 chica as on a scooter cruising for chicos and a constant stream of pedestrians crossing the street, picking their way though the traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this scene wasn't interesting enough it was accentuated with the arrival of a convoy of Federales (national police force). They came driving down the street led by an armored truck with large calibre machine gun mounted above the cab. The fellow manning the gun dressed in black with bullet belts over both shoulder. (nice affect) Several others in the truck also were carrying huge automatic weapons. All were wearing full riot gear and some wore black mask. This vehicle was followed by several other militay type enclosed armoured vehicles, both uwith an officer manning a machine gun from the top turret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were resting long enough to see them come back down the street in the other dirrection.... An obvious show of force. All I could think was... if only I could take a picture?  But something told me that might not be good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7xaCMHOAYk/TYkhmhJZKVI/AAAAAAAABMA/sTrp91wS2I0/s1600/photo-765481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7xaCMHOAYk/TYkhmhJZKVI/AAAAAAAABMA/sTrp91wS2I0/s320/photo-765481.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587033758346324306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reached the junction with the pay road,  we topped up the tank at a local gas guy, and jumped on the autopista. The posted speed limit is 110k but like most other speed signs here, it's only a suggestion. We stay near 110 but were constantly passed. This road is a 2 lane limited address road with a breakdown shoulder on either side. This shoulder is also used by slower moving vehicle to allow other vehicles to pass. Technically the road is only 2 lanes but since it wide enough for more than two, why waste the space, seems to be the mentality. It not uncommon for the vehicle being passed to move a little right and the approaching car to move a little to allow a for a passing lane down the middle. From what we observed the car in the middle could easily be cursing along at 160k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Patzquaro about 4pm. The city is at about 2200 meters  so the is plenty of vegetation, pine trees and blossoms on some of the deciuous trees. NormalH temperature here vary from 5c to 25c. This is one of the oldest cities in Mexico and has a well preserved downtown area that operates much as it did a couple of hundred years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived it was very busy, but it was holiday here yesterday and many of the tourist were here for the weekend, most from the state capital Morelia. Today is much quieter. I'm writing this sitting at a cafe under the stone arches covering the side walk in from of our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is fairly touristy area, there are few non Mexicans. Therefore prices are very reasonable by Canadian standards. We have an extremely nice room that includes a full breakfast for less than $40. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCWP68Fpvug/TYki7dAc6OI/AAAAAAAABMI/zpM0Um0XsGQ/s1600/photo-703577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCWP68Fpvug/TYki7dAc6OI/AAAAAAAABMI/zpM0Um0XsGQ/s320/photo-703577.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587035217523960034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYDcW1WIaI4/TYkydfV1KFI/AAAAAAAABMQ/_VxwjkLo5_I/s1600/photo-780182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fYDcW1WIaI4/TYkydfV1KFI/AAAAAAAABMQ/_VxwjkLo5_I/s320/photo-780182.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587052294940469330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6nzaFaIsH4E/TYkzzqUFg8I/AAAAAAAABMY/ESMX3W_XqaQ/s1600/photo-724962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6nzaFaIsH4E/TYkzzqUFg8I/AAAAAAAABMY/ESMX3W_XqaQ/s320/photo-724962.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587053775354692546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took a day off from travel to catch up on the laundry and bike maintenance. Besides.. They have great iced moca frapacinos at this cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow we head north to Mazamitla, another of the Pueblos Magicos. After that we are visiting with a Canadian couple that run motorcycle tours out of Ajijic. I met them at the Calgary motorcycle show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-5288851373072248764?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5288851373072248764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=5288851373072248764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5288851373072248764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5288851373072248764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/caleta-to-paztcuaro.html' title='Caleta to Paztcuaro'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7xaCMHOAYk/TYkhmhJZKVI/AAAAAAAABMA/sTrp91wS2I0/s72-c/photo-765481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-8752138701144214658</id><published>2011-03-22T17:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:34:44.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comala to Caleta de Campos</title><content type='html'>Caleta de Campos is in Michoacan state. The state is well known for it's rugged coastline. The road winds continuously along the coast line. There are some spectacular views of the small and large bays and mostly isolated beaches. There are a few small hotels and campgrounds along the way, but not many. We stopped at a very nice campground / RV Park about 50k north of Caleta. It also had a few cabins for rent, a very nice pool and restaurant. However, the campground and all RV spots were empty! Not surprising really, given that some parts of Michoacan are hot spots of drug gang activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason we were headed for Caleta was to see a lot that had been purchased by a gal from Vancouver that we befriended in Sayulita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the disturbing things that we noticed along the Michoacan roads was the increasing amounts of garbage distributed along the road side. Other parts of Mexico have been working, quite sucessully, to reduce this problem but in and around Caleta garbage disposal is huge problem. After checking into the hotel in Caleta we walked down to the beach. One gets used to the disarray in Mexico but we found Caleta very disturbing. It might have had something to do with the two dead dogs left rotting on the side of the road! It was obvious that Caleta is not a prosperous community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel we stayed at was nice enough, but we were happy to leave Caleta early the next morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-8752138701144214658?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8752138701144214658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=8752138701144214658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8752138701144214658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8752138701144214658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/comala-to-caleta-de-campos.html' title='Comala to Caleta de Campos'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7101797958734558533</id><published>2011-03-19T16:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T18:37:54.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Barra de Navidad to Comala, Colima</title><content type='html'>We had planned to go into Melaque the night before last to attend the San Patricio celebrations but after talking to few others we decided to pass on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week there have been activites, now and then, on the stage in the town square. It looked like groups were practicing for something. Friday evening we found out what it was all about... Celebrations for The start of spring (primavera) festival. This event lead up to the crowning of the festival queen.  The younger kids were very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZHzNOKPT3A/TYUrJXUEJ4I/AAAAAAAABLw/PPGaNDd2s6I/s1600/photo-774079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZHzNOKPT3A/TYUrJXUEJ4I/AAAAAAAABLw/PPGaNDd2s6I/s320/photo-774079.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585918352699959170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQPfMei1gqk/TYUrxk75aeI/AAAAAAAABL4/xihnJ7GIONY/s1600/photo-725380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQPfMei1gqk/TYUrxk75aeI/AAAAAAAABL4/xihnJ7GIONY/s320/photo-725380.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585919043551455714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we left Barra and on the first of Los Pueblos Magicos... The first town one our route is Comala, Colima. It is town a small town in the hills south east of Barra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way here we kept to the back roads and circumnavigated Mazanillo, a medium sized coastal tourist destination. Most of the places we passed through were unremarkable. Our pace was slow and it was hot and hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comala is a pretty little town with cobblestone streets and a very pretty central plaza. Nearly every building in this town is painted white. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding a hotel we walked to the plaza for lunch. We picked a busy restaurant in the shade, sat down and ordered a beer. Sundenly food started arriving on the table??? The waiter must have read our puzzled look and explained that as long as you orders drinks, they will keep bringing you food. All the meals in this place as similar to appetizers (call botanas) and you can special order certain ones if you like, otherwise you get something different when you are almost finished what you have on the table. The catch is that beers are 35 pesos instead of the normal restaurant price of 15. Still a good deal for us though.... We had 3 beers and all we could eat for about $8. Canadian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvaQw3DV-gA/TYUqZ589yNI/AAAAAAAABLo/v7o1xoHehfo/s1600/photo-764869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IvaQw3DV-gA/TYUqZ589yNI/AAAAAAAABLo/v7o1xoHehfo/s320/photo-764869.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585917537364592850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just had a short siesta and we are heading back down to the plaza for the entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7101797958734558533?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7101797958734558533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7101797958734558533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7101797958734558533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7101797958734558533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/barra-de-navidad-to-comala-colima.html' title='Barra de Navidad to Comala, Colima'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZHzNOKPT3A/TYUrJXUEJ4I/AAAAAAAABLw/PPGaNDd2s6I/s72-c/photo-774079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-4642918487658583137</id><published>2011-03-17T11:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:48:35.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Dia del San Patricio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coA0NfyL-cw/TYJCWasZNvI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PKIzdqPfHxk/s1600/photo-796491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coA0NfyL-cw/TYJCWasZNvI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PKIzdqPfHxk/s320/photo-796491.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585099440782915314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Street in Barra de Navidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been in Barra de Navidad for almost 4 days now. Barra is definitely quieter that Sayulita. It has a laid back retirement feel. Most of the  Gringos here are older retired people taking advantage of the great weather, friendy people and the low cost living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that it was nearing the end of the winter tourist season, hence the lack of visiters. The exception is Semana Santa, the Mexican Easter holidays.  In The two weeks around Easter this place will be filled with Mexicans vacationing at the coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wl-KbbkvWiM/TYJC9qQqDUI/AAAAAAAABLY/tFdR7idNsAo/s1600/photo-754255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wl-KbbkvWiM/TYJC9qQqDUI/AAAAAAAABLY/tFdR7idNsAo/s320/photo-754255.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585100114976443714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Beach at Barra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Spanish courses are going well. Linda is in group of 3 and I have a private lesson, only because there is no one else at my level right now. Time and location for our classes vary from day to day. Sometimes we meet at Bonnie's house, sometimes on the beach, depending on what is being taught. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twWYG30fIno/TYJDkWARgJI/AAAAAAAABLg/lXk8I6RLq6M/s1600/photo-708953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-twWYG30fIno/TYJDkWARgJI/AAAAAAAABLg/lXk8I6RLq6M/s320/photo-708953.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585100779553915026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Beach at La Manzanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we rode the bike 1/2 hours north to La Manzanilla, (not to be confused with Manzanillo, a city 1/2 hour south) a small town on the coast. At one of the little resaurqnts on the beach we stopped for a plate of ceviche and fresh lemonade (no cervazas because we had to ride back). Ceviche is fresh uncooked seafood marinated in lime juice, usually diced and served mixed with peppers and/or onions. Ours had slices of avocado on top. It was served with baked tortias (tostados) and it was delicious. So was the lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is St. Patrick's Day and the next town up the coast is named San Patricio. (for those who are familiar with this area, this town is on the south side of Melaque)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might guess from the name, March 17 is a big day for the town of San Patricio. In fact the has been a parade and fireworks in San Patricio every night this week, but tonight is the big wind up. We are planning to catch the bus there this evening to take in the celebrations. Hofully I'll have some interesting pictures for the next posting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-4642918487658583137?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4642918487658583137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=4642918487658583137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4642918487658583137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4642918487658583137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/el-dia-de-san-patricio.html' title='El Dia del San Patricio'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coA0NfyL-cw/TYJCWasZNvI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PKIzdqPfHxk/s72-c/photo-796491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3122304856938243409</id><published>2011-03-15T12:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:23:40.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayulita to Barra de Navidad</title><content type='html'>Once again we delayed leaving Sayulita. While preparing to leave on Sunday morning, I discovered that the new rear tire was extremely low on air.... only 10 psi. Since it was Sunday and the MC shop in PV would be closed we decided stay in Sayulita one more night. We carry a 12 volt pump so we decided to wait until Monday, over inflate the tire slightly and ride into PV to return to the shop to rectify the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after discovering the problem, I inflated the tire to the recommended pressure (41 psi) to try to determine how rapidly the tire was loosing pressure. I was surprised that by evening tire did not loose any pressure at all. I surmised that the probable cause of the low pressure was that the tire was not completely seated on the rim when it was mounted but it seated itself when ridden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, the tire pressure was still normal, so we packed up and left Hotel Diamante for a 275k ride south. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Every time we travel though Puerto Vallarta we are stuck by the amount of development since we first came here. In 1971 PV was a small fishing village up aginst the mountains at the south end of the bay, Bahia Bandaras. The airport had just been upgraded and the only paved road was from the airport to the village. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is a metropolis that has gobbled up surrounding villages and it extends from one end of the bay to the other. High rise hotels and condo stretch along the beach front. Sam's Club, Walmart, Costco, time share sellers, children hawking cheap dolls, overpriced accommodation and restaurants... all covered with a hazy layer of smog that hangs over the the low lands around the bay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are jobs in Puerto Vallarta that don't exist in the smaller villages nearby. The population of Mexico has grown much more rapidly that it has in Canada. In the 1960s the population of Canada was roughly 20M and the population of Mexico was roughly 30M. Since then, Canada's population has increased to almost 35M while Mexico's population has almost quadrupled to 110M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about this... The ride to after leaving PV climbs up into the hills for 100k or so before returning to the coast or Costa Alegre (the happy coast). We are now settled into the Hotel Posada Pacifico in Barra de Navidad. It is an inexpensive family run hotel a couple of blocks off the beach. Unpretentious and friendly or cheap and cheerful, as the Brits would say. $25. / night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barra (as the locals call it) is a quiet laid back town at the south end of a beautiful 5 mile long beach. At the north end of the bay is located the sister town of Melaque. Melaque is the larger of the two and is the centre of commerce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barra is much less "anglified" than Sayulita, probably because it is bit more off the beaten path. Tourism is down dramatically here. Therefore it is less expensive. We met a fellow from Kelowna that has an apartment in the hotel that he has rented for the season. He is paying 4000 pesos per month (c$325.) He had to add bit of furniture that he will leave behind, but nevertheless quite a good deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying here for 5 days and taking some Spanish lessons. We have been walking quite a bit but my knee is irritated and swollen. I've been popping vitamin I but the swelling doesn't seem to be improving. Today I decided to try to catch up on the blog and park myself at an outdoor coffee shop while Linda cruises the shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are meeting our teacher at noon. Linda is nervous about the lessons but really she is doing quite well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3122304856938243409?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3122304856938243409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3122304856938243409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3122304856938243409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3122304856938243409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/sayulita-to-barra-de-navidad.html' title='Sayulita to Barra de Navidad'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-2688495729127535826</id><published>2011-03-15T12:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:19:35.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Diamante, Sayulita, Nayarit</title><content type='html'>Just a few words about Hotel Diamante... It's a small (20 rooms) family run hotel a block from the beach on north side of town, a 10 minute walk to "el centro". The rooms vary in size and bed configuration. They not fancy but they comfortable and couldn't be cleaner. Teresa, her husband Andre and two assistants keep the place spotless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One feature we enjoy is the kitchen / dining area. It is used by Teresa and the family as well as the guests. Not only can you economize, if so inclined, but we enjoy the social interaction with the other guests, owners and staff. It soon feels very much like home. Also, Teresa serves fruit and coffee for the guests in this area each morning. This area is also close to the pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another area of the hotel we enjoy is  the large common area balconly overlooking the street. There is another small kitchen, tables, couches and chairs, it is great place to relax, read, blog or do some travel research one the free wireless network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aslo there is an economical  laundry service at the hotet. Prices range from $35 to $75 per night depending on the room and number of persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one road coming into Sayulita. To reach the Hotel Diamante, take the first right (Miramar) after reaching the start of the boulevarded street. Drive 2 blocks. It is the orange hotel on the corner of av. Del Palmar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKanp_26QBw/TX-sxObT4hI/AAAAAAAABLI/nYbgsbf1gy8/s1600/photo-731558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKanp_26QBw/TX-sxObT4hI/AAAAAAAABLI/nYbgsbf1gy8/s320/photo-731558.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584372024648917522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZwJl6SqAbY/TX-o1jpLEVI/AAAAAAAABLA/ypMigbv4iuw/s1600/photo-725752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZwJl6SqAbY/TX-o1jpLEVI/AAAAAAAABLA/ypMigbv4iuw/s320/photo-725752.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584367701017170258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-2688495729127535826?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2688495729127535826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=2688495729127535826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2688495729127535826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2688495729127535826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/hotel-diamante-sayulita-nayarit.html' title='Hotel Diamante, Sayulita, Nayarit'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKanp_26QBw/TX-sxObT4hI/AAAAAAAABLI/nYbgsbf1gy8/s72-c/photo-731558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-829009786803254362</id><published>2011-03-12T15:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:33:25.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Sayulita</title><content type='html'>We made it! The plane even landed ahead of schedule at 2:55pm. The bike was at the storage facility and started up with no problem and we were at our hotel in Sayulita by 5. We went to our regular restaurant /bar to catch up on the latest local news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning the first item on our agenda was to find a place that could mount and balance the new rear tire which we brought with us. Initial inquiries of a few locals told us than Vallarta was the closest possibility but no concrete suggestions.  I had researched the internet and had located a Suzuki and a Honda dealership so the plan was to ride into Vallarta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While getting ready to leave Linda noticed a pickup truck with motorcycles and Kawasaki logos. It had stopped at the corner by the hotel. I ran out and talked to the fellow. They were in town to do some promo work during the long board surfing competion. He told me that their shop in Vallarta was open and the mechanic was on duty so I loaded up and headed for his shop. I recognized the street name from my earlier research and realized that it was located close to the other two shops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the GPS, once again, I managed to locate the shop in busy traffic and poorly marked oneway steets. The staff in the store were excellent and knowledgable. I started out in Spanish but the staff spoke good English so that simplified things. After determining metho of payment and the price I went for a walk round the neighbourhood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that Linda's glance from the balcony this morning was quite fortunate. Both of the motorcycle stores I had located on line were no longer in business or perhaps they had moved to a new location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 2:15 I was back in Sayulita with a new tire mounted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will ride to Barra de Navid where we plan to stay until next Saurday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-829009786803254362?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/829009786803254362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=829009786803254362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/829009786803254362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/829009786803254362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-sayulita-again.html' title='In Sayulita'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7454295588295014203</id><published>2011-03-10T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:34:51.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Leg... Pueblos Magicos</title><content type='html'>We are off on the next leg of the Multiple-leg Motorcycle Trip. The plan is to fly from Kalispell to Puerto Vallarta, pick up the bike from the storage unit and spend a day or two in Puerto Vallarta. We are taking a rear tire with us and we are hoping to find someone to install it in PV before heading south to Barra de Navidad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to spend a week in Barra, taking another Spanish course. Then to follow a route down the coast to Caleta de Campos, then head inland to visit a few of the "Pueblos Magicos", Paztcuaro, Santa Clara del Cobre, Mazamilta, Tapala, Comala and Tequila. This takes us on a route north to Sayulita, where we plan to stay for another week studying Spanish. Following the visit to Sayulia we will ride north to Mazatlan and catch the overnight ferry to La Paz on the Baja. We are flying back from San Jose del Cabo and leaving the bike once again in a storage unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all goes according to plan we should be back in Fernie for a few days skiing before the end of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll6knQzXfGg/TXlCWWLm5HI/AAAAAAAABKg/r1dhgKCSOZ4/s1600/photo-772287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll6knQzXfGg/TXlCWWLm5HI/AAAAAAAABKg/r1dhgKCSOZ4/s320/photo-772287.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582566164781261938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7454295588295014203?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7454295588295014203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7454295588295014203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7454295588295014203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7454295588295014203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/03/next-leg-pueblos-magicos.html' title='The Next Leg... Pueblos Magicos'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll6knQzXfGg/TXlCWWLm5HI/AAAAAAAABKg/r1dhgKCSOZ4/s72-c/photo-772287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-45603851107057098</id><published>2010-12-03T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T16:21:52.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>We arrived back in Fernie about 3 pm Thursday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight from PVR to Kalispell, via Seattle, was long. We arrived in Kaslispell about midnight and took a cab to Kalispell Grand Hotel, where we had left our car for 5 weeks. &amp;nbsp;Whenever we stay a night in Kalsipell we stay at this neat heritage hotel downtown. Since we had reserved a room for the night we returned, they let us leave our car in the parking lot at no charge. Even factoring the 2 nights we stayed at the hotel, their generosity saved us a little over $100. in parking fees.&amp;nbsp;The car was covered in about 30 cms of snow but it was light and easy to clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of Christmas shopping we drove back to Fernie the next day. &amp;nbsp;When we left Fernie we were&amp;nbsp;experiencing&amp;nbsp;an extended indian summer. Now we are full into winter. Luckily we missed the really cold weather. Now they are are normal, just below freezing, temperatures. ... and plenty of snow. &amp;nbsp;The ski hill officially open tomorrow with about a 1 metre base. &amp;nbsp;That's a good start to the season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPl6P7RqlEI/AAAAAAAABH4/7IZ2QxFyoRw/s1600/P1010836_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPl6P7RqlEI/AAAAAAAABH4/7IZ2QxFyoRw/s320/P1010836_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPl6IsXInYI/AAAAAAAABH0/aYwmMyaPjZE/s1600/P1010834_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPl6IsXInYI/AAAAAAAABH0/aYwmMyaPjZE/s320/P1010834_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bit of shoveling required on the deck this afternoon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-45603851107057098?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/45603851107057098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=45603851107057098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/45603851107057098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/45603851107057098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/12/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPl6P7RqlEI/AAAAAAAABH4/7IZ2QxFyoRw/s72-c/P1010836_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7777757744280832942</id><published>2010-12-01T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:41:22.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Way Home</title><content type='html'>This blog is being updated over the free in-flight wireless internet access... &amp;nbsp;Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on the way home on an Air Alaska flight from PVR to&amp;nbsp;Seattle, then on the Kalispell. &amp;nbsp;We should arrive in Kalispell about midnight and have a hotel booked downtown Kalispell. &amp;nbsp;I'm not exactly looking forward to digging the car out of the hotel parking lot but we are looking forward to getting home some time Thurday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last couple of days in Sayulita the Costa Verde school let Linda and I sit in on the Spanish course. The Costa Verde course is far better than the PEACE&amp;nbsp;organisation's&amp;nbsp;course we took the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed up this morning and rode to the storage&amp;nbsp;facility&amp;nbsp;near the PVR airport. Bodega Vallarta is the name of the facility and it is well run and secure. It is about a $10 cab ride to the airport. We plan to come back to continue the bike trip in late March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7777757744280832942?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7777757744280832942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7777757744280832942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7777757744280832942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7777757744280832942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/12/on-way-home.html' title='On the Way Home'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-2100111045355038961</id><published>2010-11-26T16:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T16:52:20.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling In at Syulita</title><content type='html'>It's Friday November 26. We are sitting on the terrace at Hotel Diamante in Syaulita drinking Pacifico and trying not to think about the cold weather we will return home to in just 5 days. We are starting to feel very much at home here in Mexico and it will be hard to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Sayulita last Sunday afternoon and had made reservations for a&amp;nbsp;bungalow (small&amp;nbsp;apartment) at the Sayulita Trailer Park.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We had stayed here several times in the past and had been quite&amp;nbsp;satisfied&amp;nbsp;with the accommodation, location (beach front) and&amp;nbsp;atmosphere.&amp;nbsp;This time we were not so impressed.&amp;nbsp;The first room we were given was small and dirty. We moved to a newer unit. It was much nicer but rather expensive. After 3 days of asking about the internet, I was finally told that I would have to pay an addition fee to use it. Even though the fee was only 20 pesos per day, we decided it was time to look at other accommodation options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have to look far... The Hotel Diamante is just across the road from the Sayulita&amp;nbsp;Trailer&amp;nbsp;Court.&amp;nbsp;It is located about a 10&amp;nbsp;minute&amp;nbsp;walk from the centre of Sayulita.&amp;nbsp;It is owned and run by a Mexican family.&amp;nbsp;The owner, Theresa, runs a tight ship. It is&amp;nbsp;impeccably&amp;nbsp;clean, very nicely appointed and reasonably&amp;nbsp;priced. &amp;nbsp;A nice room for two by the pools is 450 pesos &amp;nbsp;(about $37.) &amp;nbsp;One of the larger second floor terrace rooms, like we have is $650 pesos ($54). There is a&amp;nbsp;community&amp;nbsp;kitchen. Fresh fruit and coffee is&amp;nbsp;available&amp;nbsp;free in the common area every morning, high speed wireless internet and parking for the bike in the hotel lobby. We would highly&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;this place for anyone coming to Sayulita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPA9ponJlpI/AAAAAAAABHM/UVvrSg9n1-k/s1600/P1010792w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPA9ponJlpI/AAAAAAAABHM/UVvrSg9n1-k/s320/P1010792w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hotel Diamante Pool and Common Area / Kitchen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPA9sIsW9fI/AAAAAAAABHQ/GaQbANrgMk8/s1600/P1010795w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPA9sIsW9fI/AAAAAAAABHQ/GaQbANrgMk8/s320/P1010795w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Upper Floor Terrace / Sitting Area / Kitchen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today Linda and I finished another week of Spanish lessons. We had signed up with the Costa Verde School for the course but this course was run by an&amp;nbsp;community&amp;nbsp;action organization named PEACE. We didn't know it, but this was PEACEs first attempt at a&amp;nbsp;language&amp;nbsp;course. Unfortunately they were not as well prepared as they could have been, or hopefully will be in the future. Luckily I had an experienced teacher that recognized the flaws and modified the course for the better. Linda however, was not so fortunate. Her instructor followed the&amp;nbsp;curriculum&amp;nbsp;and it didn't work out so well. This having been said... we both&amp;nbsp;benefited from the course. We are invited back next week to sit in on the Costa Verde course for a day or two at no cost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sayulita is a neat little town. It has definitely been Gringo-ized but it has a strong Mexican flavour and charm. Speaking Spanish is&amp;nbsp;optional&amp;nbsp;here but is definitely&amp;nbsp;appreciated. We speak Spanish first and switch to&amp;nbsp;English if necessary.... less and less now. The locals are &amp;nbsp;very friendly. We are on a first name basis at the local bar and restaurant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;An intense tropical storm rolled through this area last September. Enough rain fell to cause extensive flooding and damage. The bridge into the center of town was washed away. The highway on either side of Sayulita received extensive damage from land slides. The beach has also been dramatically altered. The shape and slope of the beach is different and the surfing and fishing area have been substantially altered. However, if you din't know how it looked before, it wouldn't make any&amp;nbsp;difference.... It is still pretty damn&amp;nbsp;attractive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPA9lH147rI/AAAAAAAABHI/bpV1v-oYB8g/s1600/P1010800w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPA9lH147rI/AAAAAAAABHI/bpV1v-oYB8g/s320/P1010800w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Temporary foot bridge in use while rebuilding the washed out bridge&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPBEITmtmoI/AAAAAAAABHU/0zkUVSKXRhY/s1600/P1010822w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPBEITmtmoI/AAAAAAAABHU/0zkUVSKXRhY/s320/P1010822w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beach looking north from near our hotel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPBEN4btVfI/AAAAAAAABHY/7yWBudTSUEM/s1600/P1010816w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPBEN4btVfI/AAAAAAAABHY/7yWBudTSUEM/s320/P1010816w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Larry the Lizard. One of the Sayulita Iguanas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-2100111045355038961?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2100111045355038961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=2100111045355038961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2100111045355038961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2100111045355038961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-friday-november-26.html' title='Settling In at Syulita'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TPA9ponJlpI/AAAAAAAABHM/UVvrSg9n1-k/s72-c/P1010792w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7034190509421440154</id><published>2010-11-22T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:19:20.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de la Revolucion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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 &amp;amp; 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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On to Guamuchil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A National Holiday - Dia de la Revolucion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; 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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;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.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The whole visit was a great experience that we both really enjoyed. We really were treated like honoured guests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiEuCeRVxI/AAAAAAAABGo/oQCpZjfDcek/s1600/P1010725m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiEuCeRVxI/AAAAAAAABGo/oQCpZjfDcek/s320/P1010725m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leading the parade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOxZlXPpcoI/AAAAAAAABHE/JmL7DntJX-I/s1600/P1010730w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOxZlXPpcoI/AAAAAAAABHE/JmL7DntJX-I/s320/P1010730w.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Happy Canuk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiFfY-bvVI/AAAAAAAABGw/mQdMiBoC_98/s1600/P1010761m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiFfY-bvVI/AAAAAAAABGw/mQdMiBoC_98/s320/P1010761m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the groups in the large parade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiGNZ1oMOI/AAAAAAAABG0/mdRn1HWdtoo/s1600/P1010764m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiGNZ1oMOI/AAAAAAAABG0/mdRn1HWdtoo/s320/P1010764m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicas bonitas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiFDoZOpMI/AAAAAAAABGs/PBKbQd4mDPQ/s1600/P1010727m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiFDoZOpMI/AAAAAAAABGs/PBKbQd4mDPQ/s320/P1010727m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The club members in the parade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;On To Sayulita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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. &amp;nbsp;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. &amp;nbsp;A smile, a handshake, hold the funnel please, a couple of photos, a few pesos and we were on our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOrA_p3tHoI/AAAAAAAABG8/Oc9NH4XMsAc/s1600/P1010775w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOrA_p3tHoI/AAAAAAAABG8/Oc9NH4XMsAc/s320/P1010775w.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOrBI1iJ94I/AAAAAAAABHA/J1R_Po2aEbI/s1600/P1010780w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOrBI1iJ94I/AAAAAAAABHA/J1R_Po2aEbI/s320/P1010780w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOrAzfelPwI/AAAAAAAABG4/rUS79DwC4ZY/s1600/P1010777w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOrAzfelPwI/AAAAAAAABG4/rUS79DwC4ZY/s320/P1010777w.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7034190509421440154?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7034190509421440154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7034190509421440154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7034190509421440154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7034190509421440154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-de-la-revolucion.html' title='Dia de la Revolucion'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOiEuCeRVxI/AAAAAAAABGo/oQCpZjfDcek/s72-c/P1010725m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-8367380807457524490</id><published>2010-11-17T11:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T20:48:42.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans are meant to be changed...  with hotel California addendum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Well, a lot has transpired since our last posting. We are now officially  “Language School Dropouts”. We were very pleased with the instructors . They were all knowledgeable, patient and enthusiastic.  However, we felt that the school's teaching methodology was rushed and confusing. I felt that insufficient time was allocated to verifying comprehension and practical application of the lessons... or maybe we are just slow learners???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Backing up a couple of days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;On the weekend, we went off on a road trip on a loop though  Todos Santos, Cabos San Lucas, San Jose del Cabo, Barriles and back to la Paz. The last time this way we missed seeing this part of the Baja.   The two other guys on our course who were traveling on motorcycles were headed for Cabo for a few days and had suggested a cheap hotel near the beach strip. When we arrived in Cabo, Bob and Don had already secured a room for us.  As usual the older (grittier, as Lee would say) parts of town are the most interesting. The beach strip with huge hotels, malls and expensive restaurants could be anywhere warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQQfbJVZUI/AAAAAAAABF0/1j-Kx-MaX_U/s1600/P1010630m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQQfbJVZUI/AAAAAAAABF0/1j-Kx-MaX_U/s320/P1010630m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don &amp;amp; Bob in Cabo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQQ-CF7m5I/AAAAAAAABF4/tMgMywNcArk/s1600/P1010626m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="113" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQQ-CF7m5I/AAAAAAAABF4/tMgMywNcArk/s320/P1010626m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cabo San Lucas Beach Strip&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQRrleD-JI/AAAAAAAABF8/6Opz80AvUSk/s1600/P1010628m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQRrleD-JI/AAAAAAAABF8/6Opz80AvUSk/s320/P1010628m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture tells the story of Cabo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It wasn't until returning from the weekend road trip that we decided to investigate other language training options. We had been paying weekly for the course in la Paz so we let them know that we would not be returning for the second week. There is a possibility that we may be able to  attend a course in Sayulita the week after next.  No replies to my email yet.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Our host's Alicia and Vincente were very sweet. They were very accommodating and thoughtful of our every need. It was great pleasure to meet and stay with them and their family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQTken1cyI/AAAAAAAABGA/XYkUOmb9Kg4/s1600/P1010642m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQTken1cyI/AAAAAAAABGA/XYkUOmb9Kg4/s320/P1010642m.jpg" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia &amp;amp; Vincente.... &amp;nbsp;muy simpaticos!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We have reorganized our plans... As I write this we are staying at the Hotel California in Todos Santos. Todos Santos is much less touristy than Cabo San Lucas or  San Jose del Cabo. This hotel is the one that inspired the Eagles song. We arrived here yesterday for one night but decided to stay for two. It is really cool place. Linda wants to stay here for the rest of the trip!  Don Henley;s words...”you can checkout, but you can never leave” seem quite appropriate.   Here are a few photos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQVShGGsbI/AAAAAAAABGE/wIMfp78pi-I/s1600/P1010610m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQVShGGsbI/AAAAAAAABGE/wIMfp78pi-I/s320/P1010610m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hotel California Street View&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQV44xhsXI/AAAAAAAABGI/aOxKmePBjxk/s1600/P1010645m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQV44xhsXI/AAAAAAAABGI/aOxKmePBjxk/s320/P1010645m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Balcony in front of our room.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQWd6U8C2I/AAAAAAAABGM/OYLTFhzU-wM/s1600/P1010654m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQWd6U8C2I/AAAAAAAABGM/OYLTFhzU-wM/s320/P1010654m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The building and decorating is very nice&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQW8LeukEI/AAAAAAAABGQ/tunIJdlK6UE/s1600/P1010661m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQW8LeukEI/AAAAAAAABGQ/tunIJdlK6UE/s320/P1010661m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the entry gate to the interior guest area, pool andcourtyard&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQXoJkVAcI/AAAAAAAABGU/LH9B8VsENco/s1600/P1010666m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQXoJkVAcI/AAAAAAAABGU/LH9B8VsENco/s320/P1010666m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A shallow cooling-off pool... very relaxing!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQayQaE3QI/AAAAAAAABGY/CU0WBUwz5hY/s1600/P1010657m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQayQaE3QI/AAAAAAAABGY/CU0WBUwz5hY/s320/P1010657m.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linda (now pronounced Lee-nda) is very happy at the Hotel California!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Tomorrow we are taking the Ferry to Topolobambo and going to Gauamuchil on Friday. Then\probably Mazatlan on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQbnNLQ6lI/AAAAAAAABGc/GZ2dWWmJe1g/s1600/P1010614m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQbnNLQ6lI/AAAAAAAABGc/GZ2dWWmJe1g/s320/P1010614m.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a comical example of a stop sign.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Firstly, it is almost impossible to see until you reach it.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it says "4 way stop" but it is a T junction.&lt;br /&gt;NO HAY PROBLEMA!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;An&amp;nbsp;Addendum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda was browsing for info about the Hotel&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;California&amp;nbsp;in Todos Santos and came up with some&amp;nbsp;interesting&amp;nbsp;info. Construction on the hotel started in 1947 (good year!). It was&amp;nbsp;completed&amp;nbsp;and opened in 1950.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOSej8Wu-_I/AAAAAAAABGg/7C8bX5ehZiU/s1600/Hotel-California-1950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOSej8Wu-_I/AAAAAAAABGg/7C8bX5ehZiU/s320/Hotel-California-1950.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hotel California, Todos Santos circa 1950&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late 70s and and early 80s it was renamed Hotel Mision Todos Santos. In the early 1980s a rumor was started, apparently by a real estate agent anxious to&amp;nbsp;generate&amp;nbsp;some business, that the Eagles had stayed in the hotel and Don Henley had composed the song here. In the late 80s the name was changed back to Hotel California. In 1997 at travel writer contacted Don Henley regarding the rumor relating to the Eagles. Henley denied any association between the song and the hotel. (see below) By 2000 the hotel was vacant and out of business. In 2001 and John Stewart and his wife Debbie (from BC, Vancouver and Nelson) bought the hotel and started an extensive renovation. John passed away in 2006. Debbie now owns and runs the hotel. In a conversation with her today, she attributes the state of the hotel almost entirely to John's vision and design. She told us that with every update and touch up, not even a colour is changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;that this is not the hotel in Don Henley's song. Guess I'm a romantic at heart. Never the less, it shouldn't distract from it's charm. &amp;nbsp;We think both the town and the hotel are pretty special and well worth a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOSgw0JdxhI/AAAAAAAABGk/otNNIFLM4qk/s1600/henley-fax.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOSgw0JdxhI/AAAAAAAABGk/otNNIFLM4qk/s320/henley-fax.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-8367380807457524490?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8367380807457524490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=8367380807457524490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8367380807457524490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8367380807457524490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/well-lot-has-transpired-since-our-last.html' title='Plans are meant to be changed...  with hotel California addendum'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TOQQfbJVZUI/AAAAAAAABF0/1j-Kx-MaX_U/s72-c/P1010630m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7073984409127362799</id><published>2010-11-12T20:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:21:00.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F.</title><content type='html'>Well... we got through the first week of school. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school didn't pamper us old folk. We are not exactly accustomed to four hours a day of intense concentration, plus an hour or so of homework, but we survived. This school seems to use the "shotgun" technique. They blast the students with information and hope some of it&amp;nbsp;penetrates. We both feel overwhelmed but I'm pretty sure that some of the information is sinking in. We are both going back for another week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other "estudiantes" finished their session today so a few of us got together for supper on the Malecon (the beach drive and&amp;nbsp;promenade). &amp;nbsp;Don &amp;amp; Bob, other motorcycle riders are heading to Cabo as well, then up to San Ignacio to watch part of the Baja 1000. Bruno, the bicyclist, is also riding the Cabo loop before taking the ferry to Mazatlan to continue his expedition to Ushuaia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TN4ATXH8fmI/AAAAAAAABFw/Myk9STMdOmg/s1600/P1010606m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TN4ATXH8fmI/AAAAAAAABFw/Myk9STMdOmg/s320/P1010606m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;El Malecon en la Paz, Baja Sur&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we are taking a holiday inside a holiday. We are taking a circular route from la Paz that goes though Todos Santos, Cabo San Lucas, San Jose del Cabo and Los Barriles before returning to la Paz. It is about 400K round trip so will stay overnight somewhere around mid-way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike is running smoother now. We found a small motorcycle shop nearby and they installed my spare chain and counter shaft&amp;nbsp;sprocket. The rear sprocket is&amp;nbsp;OK for now. I might be able to find a new one in Cabo San Lucas is I'm lucky. Never the less, it should last the rest of this trip since&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;are not planning to travel that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda is packed and checking for hotels on her Ipod. We will take a few more pictures to show you over the weekend and next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7073984409127362799?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7073984409127362799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7073984409127362799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7073984409127362799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7073984409127362799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F.'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TN4ATXH8fmI/AAAAAAAABFw/Myk9STMdOmg/s72-c/P1010606m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-5210699076965165885</id><published>2010-11-10T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:25:41.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Settled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It has taken a few days to get the wrinkles ironed out, both at the home stay and at the school. We are enjoying  both situations now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The home-stay hosts, Alicia and Vincente are both extremely nice... as are their daughter, her husband and their kids. They are very accommodating. We took the bike to school yesterday so that we could ride out to Pichilinque to get the permit for the bike. We told Alica that we would not need dinner but when we came back to the house at about 6pm she showed up at our door with some incredible tortas... shredded beef, diced onions and tomatoes with shredded cheese on top. Baked on a tortilla. Muy buena! Me gusto mucho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The school situation was less than ideal as well. Linda had signed up for a 2 hour/day introductory conversation course and I had registered for a 4 hour / day intensive course. We both were slotted into  the intensive 4 hour/day program and Linda &amp;amp; I were grouped together in a class with 2 others.  After the second day we realized that the course content in our class, was overloading Linda and much of what was being taught were basics with which I was familiar. Linda &amp;amp; I discussed our options and were thinking that we might only stay with the school for the rest of this week. At breakfast this morning I mentioned to our host that we might only stay 1 week and explained our concerns about the course.  When we arrived at the school, a class reorganization was already in the works. A student shuffle occurred to realign us. I was moved to a slightly more advanced class and Linda stayed with the original group.  We are pretty sure that the reorganization was triggered by a call to the school from Alicia... but whatever the reason for the shuffle we now plan to stay at the school for two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;There was no problem getting the permit for the bike at the Ferry Terminal at Pichilinque. They were not busy and very friendly.  It went smooth as glass! Since there was no delay, Linda &amp;amp; I rode to a  scenic beach, Playa El Tecolote, on the point past Pichilinque, sat in the sun and had a bite to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNtSh0iI_1I/AAAAAAAABFs/RaO6lh5lIx4/s1600/P1010604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNtSh0iI_1I/AAAAAAAABFs/RaO6lh5lIx4/s320/P1010604.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playa &amp;nbsp;El Tecolote&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The chain on the bike is stretched and needs to be replaced I have a new chain with me but I have been reluctant to attempt to install it. I am short one tool. I could probably make do but if  I screwed up the repair we might be here for longer than we would like. Today I found a bike shop that can replace the chain and sprocket. I have an appointment tomorrow afternoon.  Hopefully that all goes smoothly too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Just a comment on money here in la Paz... It used to be very common to be able use US dollars on the Baja but this situation has changed.  The crackdown on narco trafficking has made it less attractive for those outside of the narco business to use or accept US dollars. We have been told that stores are reluctant to accept dollars and  banks are hesitant to change dollars into pesos.   There is no problem using your bank card in any of the banks or ATMs to get pesos. There is even a Scotia Bank in la Paz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Back to my homework...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-5210699076965165885?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5210699076965165885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=5210699076965165885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5210699076965165885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5210699076965165885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/getting-settled.html' title='Getting Settled'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNtSh0iI_1I/AAAAAAAABFs/RaO6lh5lIx4/s72-c/P1010604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3768694039831238754</id><published>2010-11-08T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:43:03.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Our language course started today.  The course runs from 8:30 to 1pm, with a couple of breaks. Our instructor, Alejandra, is very patient.  There are 4 people in our class and 3 others in more advanced classes. One fellow is German and riding his bicycle to Tierra del Fuego. There are two Americans, our age, both on motorcycles  (650 V-Stroms) and a couple, she from the US and he from Australia, both living in New Zealand. Interesting folk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We are staying with a family in a rather large house about 5K from the centre of  la Paz. We have a little suite but eat meals with the family. The extended family lives in the house... 3 generations.  They are very nice but the location is not ideal. It is too far to walk to the school, or downtown to shops or restaurants. A family member drives us to school and picks us up. The situation is complicated by the odd dinner time. Breakfast is at 7:30 but dinner is at 2:30pm.  We are going to look into other options for the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; week that may allow us to walk to school and to el centro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We have asked our hosts not worry about dinner tomorrow. We are going to take the bike to school and then  ride out to the ferry terminal and try to get the necessary permit for the bike so that we can book the ferry trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Better get back to my home work...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3768694039831238754?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3768694039831238754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3768694039831238754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3768694039831238754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3768694039831238754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-days.html' title='School Days...'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-4495469008379735738</id><published>2010-11-08T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:58:20.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loreto to la Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNi9VJbGQyI/AAAAAAAABFc/VAYZtSc_lgQ/s1600/FILE0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNi9VJbGQyI/AAAAAAAABFc/VAYZtSc_lgQ/s320/FILE0010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The roof-top, see-through pool at Poseda de las Flores, Loreto&lt;br /&gt;(taken with wide angle bike cam)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;We are in La Paz. It was a long day from Loreto.. about 360K but it seemed longer. A short portion of the route is through the mountains along the gulf coast but once you are through them, the road has very few bends.  To circumnavigate the mountains on the gulf side of the peninsular, the highway takes you almost to the Pacific coast  before returning to the gulf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNi_fTXeNOI/AAAAAAAABFo/GOLwCeTjWRg/s1600/FILE0017m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNi_fTXeNOI/AAAAAAAABFo/GOLwCeTjWRg/s320/FILE0017m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The scenery around Loreto is very nice with mountains and coastal bays and islands&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;Cuidad Constitucion is 150K from Loreto.  It is the third largest city on the Baja and is located in an agricultural area variety fo hotels, stores,and restaurants. One never knows from a dot on the map, or the size of the printed name on the map, what you will find. Some places have few, if any hotels, some like Constitucion, have many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNi_Ra_bQ-I/AAAAAAAABFk/l4hjuTbTSZM/s1600/FILE0040m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNi_Ra_bQ-I/AAAAAAAABFk/l4hjuTbTSZM/s320/FILE0040m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The highway south of Constitucion&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;To combat the boredom of the straight desert road, I took to photographing the road signs with the bike cam. as a way of confirming that I understood them... not that anyone obeys them anyway! We have been riding at roughly 100 kph and we seldom pass anyone but get passed frequently. The posted speed limit never exceeds 80 kph and drops to 60 on curvy roads and 40 in built up areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;The course starts tomorrow... Linda is getting nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-4495469008379735738?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4495469008379735738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=4495469008379735738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4495469008379735738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4495469008379735738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/loreto-to-la-paz.html' title='Loreto to la Paz'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNi9VJbGQyI/AAAAAAAABFc/VAYZtSc_lgQ/s72-c/FILE0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7343784491562568555</id><published>2010-11-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:38:05.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asuncion to Mulege to Loreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We are on the last few days on the southbound Baja section of our trip. Our route today took us from the Pacific coast to the Gulf coast. The destination is Mulege (moo-la-hey). We camped in Mulege on our trip with Dave and Jen 5 years ago, in an old date palm orchard along the river. Two major storms and associated flooding have been&amp;nbsp;destructive&amp;nbsp;forces. The campground we stayed in, is a mass of tangled palms. The buildings and house associated with camp have been destroyed. Mulege has not yet recovered from these events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This time we stayed at Hotel Mulege on the main street as you enter town. It was a reasonable, clean, inexpensive hotel close to some nice restaurants. &amp;nbsp;Prices have risen since we last on the Baja but it is still reasonably priced. &amp;nbsp;The beaches south of Mulege, along Bahia Concepcion, are spectacular. It is great camping and kayaking area. Unfortunately a bad battery connection on my bike cam resulted in no pictures today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXu5kuihrI/AAAAAAAABFM/s2OalPH4odE/s1600/P1010535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXu5kuihrI/AAAAAAAABFM/s2OalPH4odE/s320/P1010535.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Might&amp;nbsp;these cactus have been the inspiration for Dr Seuss's artwork?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXu9ldnKWI/AAAAAAAABFQ/x5uN2USQcLA/s1600/P1010576m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXu9ldnKWI/AAAAAAAABFQ/x5uN2USQcLA/s320/P1010576m.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;San Ingacio church&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;About 100 k north-west of Mulege an oasis appears in the desert.&amp;nbsp;Suddenly&amp;nbsp;there is a town filled with date palms. The town is San Ignacio. This town is well worth stopping to visit. There is a beautiful plaza in the town centre where we stopped for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been making a point of speaking Spanish and everyone has been very gracious. On the Baja you can get by very well with English. Most people in the tourism&amp;nbsp;businesses can speak at least some English.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only 130K from Mulege to Loreto. Loreto has developed quite a bit in the last 5 years. It is now bigger than Mulege and more attractive. There is an airport here and you can fly in directly from the US. Eco tourism, diving and kayak tours to the nearby islands are the popular events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to stay at a really nice hotel in the centre of Mulege. ...Posada Flores. We saw it on the last trip. It is a bit&amp;nbsp;pricey but there was a low season special so we decide to stay. I must say that the roof top garden / bar and pool was very nice. The pool has a glass bottom and is the "window" to the courtyard of the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXvD3102fI/AAAAAAAABFU/0HBf4yHusAE/s1600/P1010591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXvD3102fI/AAAAAAAABFU/0HBf4yHusAE/s320/P1010591.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hotel Courtyard with pool above.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;After breakfast we are heading to La Paz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7343784491562568555?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7343784491562568555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7343784491562568555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7343784491562568555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7343784491562568555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/asuncion-to-mulege-to-loreto.html' title='Asuncion to Mulege to Loreto'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXu5kuihrI/AAAAAAAABFM/s2OalPH4odE/s72-c/P1010535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7485375731570975851</id><published>2010-11-06T18:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:53:59.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahia Asuncion Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;A huge thanks to David and Nancy including us in their hectic Bahia schedule. First a walk after breakfast, then coffee, then lunch, then shopping, then surfing, then a nap (us anyway), then a get together with friends for cerveza and supper.  That's my kind of hectic! &amp;nbsp;Also a big thanks to Shari, Juan and all the family and friends who made us feel so welcome... We'll be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkJi5vGKI/AAAAAAAABEw/tssBySlBELY/s1600/P1010571m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkJi5vGKI/AAAAAAAABEw/tssBySlBELY/s320/P1010571m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting reaqy to leave Shari's B&amp;amp;B &amp;nbsp;in Asuncion&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkNyQyXuI/AAAAAAAABE0/jEfzr9qMv_g/s1600/FILE0001m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkNyQyXuI/AAAAAAAABE0/jEfzr9qMv_g/s320/FILE0001m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Nancy's street &amp;amp; house (yellow)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkQQ9SneI/AAAAAAAABE4/cussiy49hX4/s1600/FILE0015m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkQQ9SneI/AAAAAAAABE4/cussiy49hX4/s320/FILE0015m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;End of the pavement&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkS_tS7bI/AAAAAAAABE8/lfP2eMgHu1U/s1600/P1010548m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="109" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkS_tS7bI/AAAAAAAABE8/lfP2eMgHu1U/s320/P1010548m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shari's B&amp;amp;B just right of centre by the Blowhole&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Bahia Asuncion is fishing village of about 2000 people. As well as sport fishing, which brings most of the tourist, there is a well organized lobster and abalone catch. The fishing is organized and protected under a strong cooperative that controls and protects the fishery. There are severe penalties for poachers outside of coop members. Anyone is&amp;nbsp;permitted for catch fish for there own consumption that are not&amp;nbsp;protected by the coop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few rental cabins, a campground on the beach and a basic hotel on the main drag. The beaches are very nice... long, sandy, shallow, safe with good boogie boarding. The weather on the pacific coast is&amp;nbsp;generally&amp;nbsp;cooler than the gulf coast both winter and summer. It is also very dry. In fact it seldom rains, hence natural&amp;nbsp;vegetation&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;sparse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourism is fairly new to Asuncion. Our host, Shari, is the tourism / real estate contact in Bahia Asuncion. If anyone is interested in visiting an&amp;nbsp;authentic&amp;nbsp;fully functioning Mexican fishing community yet undisturbed by the affects of tourism you can contact Shari through&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bajabnb.com/php/"&gt;http://bajabnb.com/php/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkXHR-1II/AAAAAAAABFA/wm1_DM_vBj8/s1600/P1010558m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkXHR-1II/AAAAAAAABFA/wm1_DM_vBj8/s320/P1010558m.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Surfer Chick&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkcjA1t_I/AAAAAAAABFE/d0uWdcfE_zc/s1600/P1010565m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkcjA1t_I/AAAAAAAABFE/d0uWdcfE_zc/s320/P1010565m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Nancy's "secret" boogie boarding beach.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7485375731570975851?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7485375731570975851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7485375731570975851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7485375731570975851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7485375731570975851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/bahia-asuncion-day-2.html' title='Bahia Asuncion Day 2'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TNXkJi5vGKI/AAAAAAAABEw/tssBySlBELY/s72-c/P1010571m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-6917456665286231584</id><published>2010-11-04T10:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T07:44:55.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahia to Bahia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;One of Linda's suppliers own property in Bahia de Asuncion. They, David and Nancy, live in Creston but winter in Asuncion, Bahia de Asuncion is located on the Pacific coast about ½ way down the Baja peninsular. It is 135K off the main highway across the flattest, driest desert I have ever seen. To say that it is remote is an understatement! The Bahia de Asuncion was our destination today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;David and Nancy had emailed us to say that they had to go to the immigration office in Guerrero Negro to fill out some paper work. Since we would be passing close to this location we made sketchy cell phone plans to attempt a rendezvous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Just north of Guerrero Negro is the state line between north and south Baja. There is a check point on the highway at this location. At the check point we noticed a parked car with BC plates under a a sign for the immigration office. Hmmm! Might this car belong to Nancy and Dave? We stopped and the vague meeting plans became a reality. David and Nancy led us to Tony's taco stand and we enjoyed some great fresh and tasty fish tacos for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Since David and Nancy had some errands to do, they gave us directions and we headed off for Asuncion. Asuncion is about 100K from Guerrero as the crow flies... but 180K by road. The road is paved most of the way. The final 15K is still under construction. On the Baja, if it isn't paved, it is sand. What a long 15K! Some of the road was only sand over a hard packed gravel. That was OK but other parts were soft bottomless sand. Linda walked as I plowed through it on the bike. Lucky Linda caught a ride to town in the first car caught up to us. Then David and Nancy caught up to me and went ahead to find Linda. Solo on the bike, I made better time and I reached town a few minute behind them and they led the way to our B&amp;amp;B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm reluctant to tell anybody about Asuncion. Perhaps I should say that it's just like the Bay of LA and discourage anyone from going there but it is anything but. Dave, if you came here, I don't think you would ever want to return to Canada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We are staying for a couple of days at least... more about Asuncion tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-6917456665286231584?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6917456665286231584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=6917456665286231584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6917456665286231584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6917456665286231584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/bahia-to-bahia.html' title='Bahia to Bahia'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-6672603892003263065</id><published>2010-11-04T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:24:15.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Rosario to Bahía de los Angeles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;No road construction today!.. and not much traffic either. Today's challenge was the wind.  We traveled 300K through arid hills and desert plains. At times it was struggle to not be blown off the road, especially when passing oncoming trucks. The scenery was interesting though. The desert landscape changed throughout the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;There is, what I call beautiful desert and ugly desert.  The ugly desert is flat dry land with with sparse vegetation and a boring blandness. On the other hand.. the rolling terrain filled with tall cactus,  bushes and rocks  is interesting and attractive.  Perhaps it was the hills and curves that made it interesting ,but this terrain made for a much more pleasant ride. I never thought I'd say I, but this really was  “attractive desert”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Bahai de LA is 60K off the main road. It is a paved road all the way to the Gulf of California coast.  The “Bay of LA” is one of the main check points in the Baja 1000 off-road race. It has also tried to develop a tourism economy... albeit unsuccessfully. To put it bluntly.. it is not worth the 60K side trip!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We found an overpriced hotel on the main drag. There were some Baja 1000 competitors staying there too and it was interesting talking to them about the race. The race doesn't start until November 17 so the people we talked to were riders/drivers and team members checking our the the course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We found the locals unfriendly, the area not all that attractive and quite depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-6672603892003263065?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6672603892003263065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=6672603892003263065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6672603892003263065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6672603892003263065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/el-rosario-to-bahia-de-los-angeles.html' title='El Rosario to Bahía de los Angeles'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-5717710103395811142</id><published>2010-11-01T21:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:53:44.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensenada to El Rosario</title><content type='html'>After a&amp;nbsp;leisurely&amp;nbsp;morning in Ensenada sorting out a cell phone, getting some pesos and stopping for a latte and huevos rancheros, we managed to get on the road shortly before noon. Initially we only planned to travel 200K... 3 hours or so. Well, we didn't figure in another 30K of road construction detours and a multitude of small towns and villages with 40kph speed limits. On top of that it was "un dia de fiesta" (a holiday) so there was also lots of traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9-2IQY68I/AAAAAAAABEE/KOhQr9MSrhE/s1600/FILE0002m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9-2IQY68I/AAAAAAAABEE/KOhQr9MSrhE/s320/FILE0002m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Mexico a Service Station really is a Service Station!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9-6Y3jUdI/AAAAAAAABEI/YYro-UaIQnI/s1600/FILE0004m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9-6Y3jUdI/AAAAAAAABEI/YYro-UaIQnI/s320/FILE0004m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another &amp;nbsp;30K detour&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9-_CGqxFI/AAAAAAAABEM/xsc_c0_P1L8/s1600/FILE0006m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9-_CGqxFI/AAAAAAAABEM/xsc_c0_P1L8/s320/FILE0006m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Towns like this are pretty close together... can't make good time.\&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is why everyone seems to ignore the posted speed limits.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the time to check out a couple of accommodation options online before leaving Ensenada. There are not many hotels along this part of the highway. Some had good reviews. The Baja Catcus Hotel in El Rosario was one of them and it is a gem! It is located on the north side of town next to the Pemex. The&amp;nbsp;appearance&amp;nbsp;from the street is deceptive but the rooms and staff are first class... all for $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9_CJSoUYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/NuY-hMzWI2U/s1600/FILE0013m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9_CJSoUYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/NuY-hMzWI2U/s320/FILE0013m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are military checkpoints every so often. &lt;br /&gt;Generally they wave us through but&amp;nbsp;occasionally&amp;nbsp;ask a question or two&lt;br /&gt;about the purpose of the trip or our destination.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM-D_asHnsI/AAAAAAAABEU/ZfWyUVJ1ynY/s1600/Ensenada+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM-D_asHnsI/AAAAAAAABEU/ZfWyUVJ1ynY/s320/Ensenada+010.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you say it, you can buy it.&lt;br /&gt;Check out that package!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, Bahia de L.A. or Guerrero Negro... see what time we get moving and what progress we make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-5717710103395811142?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5717710103395811142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=5717710103395811142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5717710103395811142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5717710103395811142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/ensenada-to-el-rosario.html' title='Ensenada to El Rosario'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM9-2IQY68I/AAAAAAAABEE/KOhQr9MSrhE/s72-c/FILE0002m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-988264878658944895</id><published>2010-10-31T22:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:15:24.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Baja Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We left El Centro, CA ten-ish, &amp;nbsp;after a brief stop at an ATM and the local Starbucks. Driving west on Interstate 8 was unimpressive, although it brought back memories and a chuckle of Linda driving the ill-fated VW bus from San Diego to Pheonix with virtually no brakes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;About 1/2 way to Tecate we turned off on old highway 94. A much more interesting road through the Campo Indian Reservation. &amp;nbsp;A great twisty road though&amp;nbsp;pleasant&amp;nbsp;country side. I surmised that the Campo tribe must have been good&amp;nbsp;negotiators. They seem have held onto the best land in the area. As opposed to ending up with the parts the white men didn't want... just an unscientific&amp;nbsp;observation&amp;nbsp;of other reserves we have traveled through. &amp;nbsp;Enough of my opinion.. getting back to the trip... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;From a point coming down the hill toward Tecate, while you could still see over the fence, Tecate looked like any other sprawling Mexican city. We couldn't see any smoke or hear any gunfire. From the time we crossed the Canada/US border until I chatted with a fellow in the hotel parking last night, everyone told us not to go to into Mexico. This includes the border guard at Roosville. She ranted about dangers, then pulled us over for a closer vehicle check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So far&amp;nbsp;in Mexico&amp;nbsp;everything has been quite the opposite. At the border we drove right though the "Nothing to Declare" lane and stopped at the&amp;nbsp;Migración&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;office lot to fill out a tourist card. We had hoped to stop at the Aduana to get a vehicle permit &amp;nbsp;but this service has been&amp;nbsp;discontinued&amp;nbsp;at the Tecate crossing. Hopefully we can that straightened out in La Paz because they won't let us on the ferry to Topo without one. We change some US dollars to &amp;nbsp;Pesos at a small booth on the corner, one block straight down from the border crossing. It gave us fair rate of exchange. Everyone at the border was friendly and helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l1Mfe59I/AAAAAAAABDw/zj9_nVgGw4I/s1600/FILE0035m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l1Mfe59I/AAAAAAAABDw/zj9_nVgGw4I/s320/FILE0035m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Approaching&amp;nbsp;the Tecate Border Crossing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l4afdY1I/AAAAAAAABD0/LxXz21B-ITg/s1600/FILE0037m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l4afdY1I/AAAAAAAABD0/LxXz21B-ITg/s320/FILE0037m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The street straight from the border crossing. Turn left at the church to go to Ensenada.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The road (Hwy 3) from Tecate to Ensenada is currently under construction from just outside Tecate for about 30K. It is slow going but passable. Once we were past the detours the road was good and got progressively better as we approached Ensenada. Hwy 3 intersects the autopista from&amp;nbsp;Tijuana a few miles north of Ensenada. From this point the traffic was quite a bit heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l4afdY1I/AAAAAAAABD0/LxXz21B-ITg/s1600/FILE0037m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l_DpqWcI/AAAAAAAABD4/XnLuWDL7xdI/s1600/FILE0044m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l_DpqWcI/AAAAAAAABD4/XnLuWDL7xdI/s320/FILE0044m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The detour around construction on hwy 3 was a little rough at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4mGY_AgnI/AAAAAAAABD8/z39EPqKeKJE/s1600/FILE0046m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4mGY_AgnI/AAAAAAAABD8/z39EPqKeKJE/s320/FILE0046m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the road improved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoom in on this photo to see typical passing. There is a red car&amp;nbsp;approaching&amp;nbsp;the white car passing on a double yellow line. It doesn't look too bad but there is another car ahead of the dark car. The white car is passing 2 cars. &amp;nbsp;He made it. I was slowing down waiting for the fireworks... we are just wimpy passer, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We had&amp;nbsp;found&amp;nbsp;an&amp;nbsp;interesting looking&amp;nbsp;hotel on line&amp;nbsp;prior to arriving in Ensenada but once we located it we decided that it was not what we were looking for... too fancy and too isolated. We ended up down town at Hotel Villa Fontana de Ensenada. It is in the hotel district. There are many nice hotels on this street. All reasonably priced at this time of year. &amp;nbsp;We walked around for a while and ate at a sidewalk&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;near the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4lyqaBQlI/AAAAAAAABDs/jDahUwLcb0Y/s1600/FILE0055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4lyqaBQlI/AAAAAAAABDs/jDahUwLcb0Y/s320/FILE0055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turning into the Villa Fontana courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW... my&amp;nbsp;apologies&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;for the quality of the photos These were all taken from a helmet cam mounted&amp;nbsp;behind&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;windshield&amp;nbsp;of the bike using a wireless shutter release.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading down the coast toward El Rosario tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-988264878658944895?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/988264878658944895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=988264878658944895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/988264878658944895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/988264878658944895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-baja-once-again.html' title='On the Baja Once Again'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TM4l1Mfe59I/AAAAAAAABDw/zj9_nVgGw4I/s72-c/FILE0035m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-2292321901750151501</id><published>2010-10-30T21:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:48:17.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Long Days</title><content type='html'>Kalispell to Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allegiant Air got us to Las Vegas again.. No frills but they did assign us seats??... row 6. Since we didn't have any&amp;nbsp;checked&amp;nbsp;baggage, after deplaning, we bee-lined it for the taxi stand only for find a queue about a kilometer long! Friday afternoon on Halloween weekend is not the best time to arrive in Vegas..&amp;nbsp;Halloween&amp;nbsp;in Vegas? As if this&amp;nbsp;place&amp;nbsp;isn't&amp;nbsp;freaky enough already! We retrieved the bike from the storage unit with less trouble than expected. It was a tight fit. The bike fired up and we threw everything in the bags and headed for the Best Western.&amp;nbsp;We stayed at a hotel "off the strip" this time. It saved a bit of cash for the hotel room. We walked to the strip but the area around the hotel was a bit sketchy so we cabbed it back. We are done with Vegas. The first few times the strip was "interesting" now it is just plain "weird".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas to El Centro, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&amp;nbsp;spending&amp;nbsp;a few hours trying to get organized but most getting grumpy we headed south. A nice sunny day 12C in the early morning warming to close to 30C by later afternoon. There were strong and gusty west winds all the way to El Centro so it wasn't a very relaxing ride and 500K is a long day for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed old Route 66 along the west shore of the Colorado River for a good part of the trip. South of Needles the scenery becomes quite nice. Green fields and tree along the river. There is a lot of irrigation in south eastern California. The sand dunes that extend essentially from &amp;nbsp;Yuma to El Centro are huge and they are a Mecca for dune buggies, quads and dirt bikes. There were thousands of people&amp;nbsp;churning&amp;nbsp;up the sand on this Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The affects of the&amp;nbsp;financial&amp;nbsp;crisis are much more&amp;nbsp;obvious&amp;nbsp;here than they are in BC. It is not uncommon to see boarded up banks, businesses and stores. One gets the&amp;nbsp;impression&amp;nbsp;that the "middle class", though not extinct, is definitely a threatened entity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are about 130 K from Tecate.&amp;nbsp;Tomorrow&amp;nbsp;morning we will head for there. Hopefully we can get vehicle permit and &amp;nbsp;tourist cards without too much problem and head down toward Ensenada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-2292321901750151501?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2292321901750151501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=2292321901750151501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2292321901750151501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2292321901750151501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/two-long-days.html' title='Two Long Days'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7233271364723393574</id><published>2010-10-28T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T09:55:36.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Multi Leg Motorcycle Trip</title><content type='html'>The 1st Leg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we decided that rather than take a long trip we would try a multi-leg trip. The advantage being that we could venture far from home, by motorcycle, yet still be at home when Linda's store is busier, Christmas, the better part of the ski season, grandkid's birthdays, etc.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the trip took place in August. Starting from Fernie, we drove both the car and the motorcycle to Kalispell, MT. We parked the car and traveled south and west on the motorcycle to the Oregon and California coast. The weather on the coast was unseasonably cool, so we headed inland north of San Francisco to Auburn, Lake Tahoe, Yosemite and then through Death Valley to "Lost Wages". We left the MC and some of our gear at a storage facility near the Vegas airport and flew back to Kalispell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't blog this leg of the trip because we didn't have room for the laptop. However, this one of the best MC trips we have had. We traveled at a relaxed pace(average 270K per day) and visited many interesting and few rather spectacular places.  See Photos below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd. Leg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&amp;nbsp;we are flying back to Vegas to pick up the bike and head for Mexico. Our planned route takes us across the mexico border at Tecate and down the Baja to La Paz. We are stopping off at a few fishing villages on the way down the Baja that we have not visited before. In La Paz we have arranged a 2 week home stay and Spanish course. Then we will take the ferry from La Paz to Topolabampo, visit some friends in Guamichil and work our way down towards Puerto Vallarta. &amp;nbsp;We will be &amp;nbsp;leaving the bike at a storage facility near &amp;nbsp;PVR and flying back to Kalispell on December 1st. &amp;nbsp;The 3rd. Leg will &amp;nbsp;start when we fly back to PVR next Spring.... &amp;nbsp;Anyway, that's the plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pics from the 1st. Leg of the trip from Fernie to Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmTB-ie6BI/AAAAAAAABDg/GB1ok6wLXCQ/s1600/P1010308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmTB-ie6BI/AAAAAAAABDg/GB1ok6wLXCQ/s320/P1010308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At a rest stop around Lake Tahoe, CA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSF5K06nI/AAAAAAAABDM/CYBMNxCMqts/s1600/P1010235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSF5K06nI/AAAAAAAABDM/CYBMNxCMqts/s320/P1010235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 650 Suzuki Loaded&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSx_Fi_EI/AAAAAAAABDY/GxEozkHYYqI/s1600/P1010280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSx_Fi_EI/AAAAAAAABDY/GxEozkHYYqI/s320/P1010280.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camping at Sunset Bay, OR&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We started out camping but it was a pain-in-the ass getting everything packed up and making it fit on the bike each morning. We decided sent the camping gear back to Eureka, Montana after a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSQXjG8TI/AAAAAAAABDQ/DywpTsVjrR0/s1600/P1010236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSQXjG8TI/AAAAAAAABDQ/DywpTsVjrR0/s320/P1010236.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The scenery on the Oregon coast is pretty spectacular.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSg3pzdhI/AAAAAAAABDU/_2JQCL4k7kQ/s1600/P1010249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmSg3pzdhI/AAAAAAAABDU/_2JQCL4k7kQ/s320/P1010249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More Oregon coast.. near Coos Bay&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmS7nzrtTI/AAAAAAAABDc/qOz3oIinQYQ/s1600/P1010290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmS7nzrtTI/AAAAAAAABDc/qOz3oIinQYQ/s320/P1010290.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Redwood Forest, CA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmTY5nIlfI/AAAAAAAABDk/J4W2hFWZ80c/s1600/P1010378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmTY5nIlfI/AAAAAAAABDk/J4W2hFWZ80c/s320/P1010378.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yosemite N.P. &amp;nbsp;Spectacular! But would be too busy in the summer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1592926468"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1592926469"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmTtaUQByI/AAAAAAAABDo/YTBjiY5DGwk/s1600/P1010410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmTtaUQByI/AAAAAAAABDo/YTBjiY5DGwk/s320/P1010410.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Death Valley, California&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7233271364723393574?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7233271364723393574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7233271364723393574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7233271364723393574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7233271364723393574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/multi-leg-motorcycle-trip.html' title='The Multi Leg Motorcycle Trip'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/TMmTB-ie6BI/AAAAAAAABDg/GB1ok6wLXCQ/s72-c/P1010308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-2007093607691476742</id><published>2009-02-18T08:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T09:20:33.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Solo (and sideways!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f5ea1b816519c919" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7778280052944522314</id><published>2009-02-05T07:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:50:41.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SYr8WZct3RI/AAAAAAAAAug/LF0ZVHTPR_0/s1600-h/cf+nelsona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SYr8WZct3RI/AAAAAAAAAug/LF0ZVHTPR_0/s320/cf+nelsona.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299325373273464082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;center&gt; Up and Away!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance New Zealand looks like a small country, especially in respect to Canada, but 3 weeks is not nearly enough time to see and do many of the things one would like. Although the distances are not great, it takes more time than anticipated to cover them. After the first few days on the bike Linda and I agreed that the NZ kilometres must be longer than Canadian ones!  Hence, we spent more time on the bike and less time on other activities than we preferred.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The trip was very enjoyable, especially travelling by motorcycle. The country has a fabulous network of nicely paved 2 lane roads, most of them serpentine through rural rolling hills and mountainous terrain. The scenery is spectacular. We stayed clear of any major cities and stayed at some very nice inns and B&amp;Bs.  However, we felt restricted by the self guided tour. Our accommodation was arranged for each night of the trip. Because of this arrangement, we did not have enough flexibility and will not plan this type of trip in the future. Another mistake we made was to book the trip and then looking for activities that interested us. We should have planned the activities and then organized the route to allow us to participate in them.  Live and learn! No regrets thought. This was a great introductory trip to NZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand’s weather is as close to ideal as we have experienced in our travels. It is changeable and it appears that the weather forecasts are seldom accurate. Often rain was forecast but luckily we did not experience any extended periods of rain. When travelling in NZ during January one should expect to encounter showers. Also the weather was cooler than anticipated, especially on the South Island.  The South Island is located between 41 and 46 degree south latitude. For comparison to the pacific coast of North America, NZ roughly occupies the same latitude as Oregon and Washington states.  The temperatures we encountered on the South Island varied between 8 and 24 degrees Celsius.  On the east coast near Kaikoura the daytime temperature did not climb above the high teens while we were in the area. We asked several local people if the temperature was cooler than normal and in all cases they told us that these temperatures were normal.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The vegetation leads one to believe that the temperatures would normally be higher. There is an abundance of palm trees, succulents and semitropical plants. We later learned that the summer / winter temperature differences along the coast are minimal. For example, in Kaikoura, the winter temperature seldom goes below 8C and the summer temperature seldom goes above the mid 20s.  As far as the vegetation is concerned, the plants, we in Canada consider as “house plants”, grow abundantly outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were advised that New Zealand is an expensive place to visit.  When we were in New Zealand, 1 NZ$ = .70 Can$. This exchange rate brought the prices into line with those in Canada. NZ has a 12% GST but the tax is included in the price.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;After another 30 hour trip we are glad to be home and starting to plan the next trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7778280052944522314?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7778280052944522314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7778280052944522314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7778280052944522314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7778280052944522314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SYr8WZct3RI/AAAAAAAAAug/LF0ZVHTPR_0/s72-c/cf+nelsona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1272392542785612099</id><published>2009-01-19T11:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:01:39.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Kaikoura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SXTM9_pCinI/AAAAAAAAAso/eIWMnXhw72g/s1600-h/Day14+and+15+and+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SXTM9_pCinI/AAAAAAAAAso/eIWMnXhw72g/s320/Day14+and+15+and+16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293080827494828658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te Anau to Kaikoura, 3 days riding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in Kaikoura, a town on the east coast, a couple of hundred clicks north of Christchurch. It is situated on a small peninsular that protrudes about 5K out into the Pacific. The town is sandwiched between the ocean and the Seaward Kaikoura mountain range. This is an old whaling town but commercial whaling ended here in 1924. Now it is a laid back whale, dolphin and seal watching tourist town. One of the big activities here is to go out in a boat and swim with the dolphins. With the proximity of the mountains there is also some mountain biking and hiking. In winter it is a 50 minute drive to Mt Lyford Alpine Resort, a fairly new resort with 450m vertical ski terrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SXTM-BZgh7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/xaJxnOEbrN4/s1600-h/IMG_2145a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SXTM-BZgh7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/xaJxnOEbrN4/s320/IMG_2145a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293080827966556082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;A glacial river, kayaking and jet boat rides&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a fair number of tourists here but nothing like the crowds in Queenstown. The main area of restaurants, stores and accommodations is located on the beach front road that wraps around the bay and out along the north shore of the peninsular.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It is a beautiful sunny day but the temperature is only 18C and the on-shore breeze is cool if you sitting in the shade. The black sand beach is almost deserted. Not only is it a bit cool for swimming but it is also a dangerous swimming area.&lt;br /&gt;There is a nice 12 to 13K trail around the peninsular with some interesting viewpoints and information signs describing the area and its history. We walked this morning. It takes about 3 hours to circumnavigate the peninsular and it was nice to get some exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a long ride from Lake Tekapo. Rain has been threatening for days but we have managed to avoid running into any, that is, until yesterday.  About ½ hour out of Kaikoura we could see the rain fall ahead.  We went through one heavy shower but it only lasted about 5 minutes and we were almost dry by the time we hit the next one. This time it was a little heavier and mixed with some hail. Thank goodness for the helmet and jacket but that hail hurts when it hits the legs and hands! We slowed down but were out of the shower within minutes only a little damp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying at the Nikau Lodge, a restored heritage home that is now a very nice 7 bedroom B&amp;B. Tomorrow we are heading back to Nelson to the Grampian Inn. Both these B&amp;Bs are owned but the fellows from whom we rented the motorcycle and they have been two of the nicest places we have stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SXTM-FP8FLI/AAAAAAAAAs4/b1KXYW78-ac/s1600-h/IMG_2170a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SXTM-FP8FLI/AAAAAAAAAs4/b1KXYW78-ac/s320/IMG_2170a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293080829000160434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Nikau Lodge in Kaikoura&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it’s back to Nelson to return the bike.  We leave Nelson early afternoon the next day and fly to Auckland, LA, Calgary. We scheduled to arrive back in Calgary on the 21st at 8:30 pm. We will probably stay in Calgary overnight and drive back to Fernie on the 22nd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1272392542785612099?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1272392542785612099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1272392542785612099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1272392542785612099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1272392542785612099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-kaikoura.html' title='In Kaikoura'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SXTM9_pCinI/AAAAAAAAAso/eIWMnXhw72g/s72-c/Day14+and+15+and+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-5630313009383261073</id><published>2009-01-15T02:18:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:13:30.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down theWest Coast and into The Alps</title><content type='html'>It's been a few days since I got a chance to blog. We have traveled from north end to the south end of the South Island and enjoyed excellent weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karamea to Fox Glacier to Wanaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW99SXH46OI/AAAAAAAAAsI/oXJ4uiyDCyY/s1600-h/Day10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW99SXH46OI/AAAAAAAAAsI/oXJ4uiyDCyY/s320/Day10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291585841581844706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Karamea to Fox Glacier &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW98TDRLacI/AAAAAAAAAsA/_4J8nTWpchY/s1600-h/Day11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW98TDRLacI/AAAAAAAAAsA/_4J8nTWpchY/s320/Day11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291584753920338370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Fox Glacier to Wanaka &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Bfg1V6-I/AAAAAAAAAq4/cirvUtRR-sg/s1600-h/IMG_1950a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Bfg1V6-I/AAAAAAAAAq4/cirvUtRR-sg/s320/IMG_1950a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291449728084863970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Another single lane bridge leaving Karamea. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Bf0R-dtI/AAAAAAAAArA/NJf2isdDfRo/s1600-h/IMG_1969a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Bf0R-dtI/AAAAAAAAArA/NJf2isdDfRo/s320/IMG_1969a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291449733305235154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; The pancake rock formations along the coast. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox Glacier would be a good place to stay for a couple of nights if you are interested in hiking up onto the glacier or along many of the tracks that leave from Fox. It is definitely touristy but laid back at the same time. The population of the town is less that 300 but there are some good bars and restaurants, all within a few minutes of the hotels. Many of the cliental in the restaurant appeared to be local guides from the various guiding companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8C5nId-7I/AAAAAAAAArQ/-B9PmT5istI/s1600-h/IMG_1975a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8C5nId-7I/AAAAAAAAArQ/-B9PmT5istI/s320/IMG_1975a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291451275963923378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Mt. Tasman (left) and Mt. Cook &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8C5Pz1zXI/AAAAAAAAArI/OVun4WNulg0/s1600-h/Fox+Glaciera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8C5Pz1zXI/AAAAAAAAArI/OVun4WNulg0/s320/Fox+Glaciera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291451269703388530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Fox Glacier. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a couple of hours to walk into Lake Matheson and up to the Fox Glacier viewing point, we started our ride to Wanaka. There is some stunning scenery on this route, particularly though the Haast Pass and along the shore of Lake Wanaka. Wanaka is another place that we would like to hang out for a few days. It is a good place for hiking, mountain biking, kayaking and relaxing on the beach. This area reminds me of the Okanogan Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been very fortunate with the weather on this trip (so far). The temperatures are cool in the morning and mid 20’s in the afternoon. There is some high scattered cloud this morning. We are heading for Te Anau soon via Cardona Valley. This road is the highest road in NZ and goes by several of the ski areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanaka to Te Anau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW98SoyUUxI/AAAAAAAAAr4/AnDj4OW0AZg/s1600-h/Day12+and+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW98SoyUUxI/AAAAAAAAAr4/AnDj4OW0AZg/s320/Day12+and+13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291584746811577106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Wanaka to Te Anau and to Milford Sound. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride today was once again very scenic. The road between Wanaka and Queenstown passed a couple of ski fields. They must be called “ski fields” because they are exactly that... high bald fields with hardly a tree nor bush to be seen.  The road, which is the highest in NZ, reached an elevation of 1100 metres at it’s highest point. The climb from Wanaka is fairly gradual but the descent toward Queenstown is quite steep and winding. Needless to say, there were several stops for photos on the descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Ei_Q66OI/AAAAAAAAArg/5HrCP_rlpow/s1600-h/IMG_2017a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Ei_Q66OI/AAAAAAAAArg/5HrCP_rlpow/s320/IMG_2017a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291453086328088802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Queenstown (on far shore of lake). &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Queenstown (the Whistler of NZ) you follow the east shore of Lake Wakatipu. The shore is virtually uninhabited until you reach Kingston at the south end of the lake.  Kingston appears to be a small town with holiday cottages and a steam train. I imagined that it would be a place where a prospective author may abide long enough to write a book.  Peaceful, quite, relaxing, few distractions, lots of time to reflect... in other words the exact opposite of the environment other end of the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good thing that we had some guidance as to where we could find something to eat. Cafes are few and far between in this area and in NZ in general. It is interesting that though there are few restaurants there are many nice rest / picnic areas. It is common practise to pack a road lunch and stop at these areas. Since we have little extra storage space and no way of keeping food fresh we have not done this as much as we would like. Hence we are always on the lookout for cafes along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Anau is town on the north side of Lake Te Anau. On the west side are the fiords that extend to New Zealand’s south-western coast. Most famous and scenic of the fiords is Milford Sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Anau to Milford Sound and return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forecast today was for cloud turning to drizzle and then to rain by the afternoon. We checked on our options and it is possible to catch a bus from Te Anau to Milford Sound. This was or backup in case of rain. As it turned out the forecast here was as accurate as it is in Fernie. We woke us to scattered clouds and decided to ride to Milford Sound early, before the rain started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 120K to Milford Sound. The speed limit is 100KPH.The estimated time enroute is 2 hours. The first hours is through rolling  hills and river valleys where you start thinking...”We will be there in just over an hour!”  Then the mountains rise in front of you.  At first there is a similarity with the Rockies. Then you realize that these mountains are different. They don’t roll out of the bottom of the valley and get steeper. They are steep, almost vertical, from the valley floor. They are absolutely stunning!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reach Milford sound you ride (drive) to the end of a canyon. All that is in front of you is a rock wall a few thousand feet high. Suddenly a hole appears on the wall of stone. There is a 1.2 K tunnel though the barrier. The tunnel operates on a one-way basis, controlled by a traffic light that alternates direction every 15 minutes.  As we approached the tunnel there was no waiting traffic and the light was green so we didn’t have to slow down much and there was no traffic in sight ahead of us. Because of this, entering the tunnel was quite disorienting. The tunnel is dark, even with our lights on we could hardly see anything for a few seconds and the wet road added to the uncertainty. Also the tunnel is  adown hill curve and you can’t initially see the other end. As my eyes adjusted to the light, my heart rate returned to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the tunnel to the inland end of Milford Sound we were following some slow traffic. This allowed me to look around a bit more and soak in the phenomenal scenery. We had reserved cruise on the sound with Mitre Peak Cruises.  We can highly recommend this cruise if you get his way. A 2  ½ hour cruise  to the Tasman Sea and return on a stainless steel ship about 20 meters in length. A very entertaining and educational tour at a fair prices $69.nzd each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8EjXBUjdI/AAAAAAAAArw/3n0NstAH1uE/s1600-h/IMG_2100a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8EjXBUjdI/AAAAAAAAArw/3n0NstAH1uE/s320/IMG_2100a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291453092705111506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Falls in Milford Sound. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Ei7diJKI/AAAAAAAAAro/legeEaJI6AA/s1600-h/IMG_2069a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Ei7diJKI/AAAAAAAAAro/legeEaJI6AA/s320/IMG_2069a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291453085307249826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; A resting seal. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Eiu0T-6I/AAAAAAAAArY/FiGMoiUY8Ic/s1600-h/IMG_2036a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW8Eiu0T-6I/AAAAAAAAArY/FiGMoiUY8Ic/s320/IMG_2036a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291453081913129890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; On the road to Milford Sound, prior to the tunnel. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the forecast rain, it didn’t happen. We had a very nice dinner at an outdoor Italian restaurant before returning to the Cozy Kiwi B&amp;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have a short day back to overnight in Queenstown. The forecast is still for rain so we may yet get to use the rain gear, but at least it’s only 200K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-5630313009383261073?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5630313009383261073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=5630313009383261073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5630313009383261073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5630313009383261073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/down-west-coast-of-south-island.html' title='Down theWest Coast and into The Alps'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SW99SXH46OI/AAAAAAAAAsI/oXJ4uiyDCyY/s72-c/Day10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-4250703602090436146</id><published>2009-01-11T11:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:15:20.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have edited the last 3 blog entries and added a Google Earth image of our route. My copy of Google Earth stopped working a few days ago. I finally discovered that the file the stores “My Places” data had been corrupted and hung up the program. Renaming the backup file solved the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Day in Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a relaxing day walking around Nelson. It was nice to take a day off riding. In the morning we checked out market and the downtown area looking for a few gifts and a replacement for the shirt I forgot to pack. No luck on either account. In the afternoon we hiked up to a lookout point in the hills above the city. I thought the streets in Nelson, BC were steep but the street we went up was much steeper. It is obvious that they don’t get any snow here! After a couple of blocks we started the 45 minute hike up a well maintained trail to the lookout point.  It was a sweaty climb (the humidity is high here) but it was good to get some strenuous exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Once again we stayed in a very nice B&amp;B a few blocks from the center of town and ate dinner at a couple outdoor pubs in the downtown area. So far the food has been very good. There is a good selection and the prices are similar to Canada and there are plenty of good coffee places to keep Latte Linda satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpD386duPI/AAAAAAAAApM/adr-MuZWE2c/s1600-h/IMG_1923a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpD386duPI/AAAAAAAAApM/adr-MuZWE2c/s320/IMG_1923a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290115340823279858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Downtown Nelson and outdoor pub. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpD3Xk9PSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cnRTzaXQNIc/s1600-h/IMG_1934a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpD3Xk9PSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/cnRTzaXQNIc/s320/IMG_1934a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290115330800958754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; Grilling our shrimp and scallops on a hot stone &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We are returning to Nelson and the same B&amp;B on our last night in NZ, before flying back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelson to Karamea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpCez-uefI/AAAAAAAAAo0/4L2MceEklJc/s1600-h/Day9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpCez-uefI/AAAAAAAAAo0/4L2MceEklJc/s320/Day9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290113809416878578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our route around the South Island takes us down the west coast , through the Haast Pass and as far south as Te Anau before starting north though the interior. We go back to the east coast at Kaikoura before returning to Nelson.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today we rode south-west to the coast (Westport) and then back north to the end of the road at Karamea.  The route took us through the Buller Gorge, a narrow mountainous river valley .  The mountains are tree covered and the vegetation is more temperate now that it was in the Auckland area. There are still a few palm trees and fern trees but generally there is a mix of deciduous and coniferous trees, many of which I don’t recognize.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of “adventure” activities in this area, for the so inclined... zip line tours, jet boating, white water rafting, kayaking, etc. Hiking, or tramping as it is called here, is a very popular activity. There is an abundance of tracks, from short 20 minutes walks to 20 day hikes. Karamea is the starting point for several tracks in the Kahurangura National Park. We stopped to hike into a small lake about 20 minutes off the road, this afternoon. It was nice to get the exercise but it was a very ordinary pond in the woods. We are realizing that living in BC has spoiled us! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpD3_q4bwI/AAAAAAAAApE/TPtm5pm5zMg/s1600-h/IMG_1949a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpD3_q4bwI/AAAAAAAAApE/TPtm5pm5zMg/s320/IMG_1949a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290115341563227906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we head down the coast to Fox Glacier. It may have not made the news in Canada but a couple of days ago two brothers walked past a roped off area to have their pictures taken close to the edge of the glacier and were buried under tons of falling ice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It’s Monday morning now and I’ll finish this entry off while having coffee. It is sunny again today but cool, only 10C. It is good thing that we brought our warmer riding gear.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Linda and I were discussing the pros and cons of this type of a trip last night and have come to the conclusion that a pre-organized tour is not ideal. We would prefer to have more leeway.  Live and learn!  We are still enjoying the trip. Three weeks is only an introduction to New Zealand. You need much more time than this to see what you would like to see.  Next time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-4250703602090436146?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4250703602090436146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=4250703602090436146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4250703602090436146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/4250703602090436146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-edited-last-3-blog-entries-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWpD386duPI/AAAAAAAAApM/adr-MuZWE2c/s72-c/IMG_1923a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-842614143725146481</id><published>2009-01-09T01:45:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:18:55.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over to the South Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWcP4Dk19hI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9DBMm4uvyrc/s1600-h/IMG_1908a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWcP4Dk19hI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9DBMm4uvyrc/s320/IMG_1908a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289213743076865554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Linda waiting for her latte in the dining room at Ormlie Lodge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapier to Martinborough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmcbgqFFtI/AAAAAAAAAoM/g6UuoS0Ivs8/s1600-h/Day6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmcbgqFFtI/AAAAAAAAAoM/g6UuoS0Ivs8/s320/Day6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289931233760188114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a heat wave... 36C when we arrived in Martinborough. Could have used the mesh jackets today. We should be appreciating the hot sunny weather because, if the forecast is correct, we can expect a high of 19C and rain by Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are surrounded by vineyards here in Martinborough, a small town 1 hour north-east of Wellington. We sampled some chardonnay, along with a few appetizers, with our hosts before walking downtown for supper at the pub in the Martinborough Hotel. As we walked up to the pub we bumped into another couple we had met a few nights before at the Clover Downs Estate.  We had a couple of drinks with Don and Joan who were from Oakville, ON.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning we have to get an early start to catch the ferry to the South Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martinborough to Neslon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmdL5dmQiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/6kA4mugNnUA/s1600-h/Day7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmdL5dmQiI/AAAAAAAAAoU/6kA4mugNnUA/s320/Day7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289932065052443170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Martinborough at 8am for the 1 hour ride to the ferry terminal. The weather was cool but partially sunny. We didn’t know that in order to reach Wellington we had to climb over some high terrain. As we climbed the winding road the weather became cooler, wetter and the wind was quite gusty. We climbed to the bottom edge of the cloud layer before descending back to sea level. It caught us by surprise. We hadn’t dress warmly and it was cool ride but by the time we reached the ferry terminal we were back in partial sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the terminal we were instructed to move ahead and park with the other motorcycles. We were surprised that there were so many... between 50 and 75 bikes. We have hardly seen that many in total since we started the trip!  It turned out that most of the bikes were headed for Hammer Hot Springs and  a 3 day adventure ride though the unpaved mountains roads.  The ferry was very much prepared for motorcycles. There was a specific parking area complete with deck mounted cables and tie-down straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWcP4HriUpI/AAAAAAAAAnU/f-gWA9_mWbc/s1600-h/IMG_1915a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWcP4HriUpI/AAAAAAAAAnU/f-gWA9_mWbc/s320/IMG_1915a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289213744178680466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt;Getting ready to disembark &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a 3 hour ferry ride from Wellington to Picton. We headed for the forward bar and coffee shop. While waiting in line to place our order we started talking with a local islander and ended up sitting and chatting with Beven and Colleen for the remainder of the voyage.  They are the first locals that we have had a chance to chat with since we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Once off the ferry we opted for the alternate route once again. We selected the shorter but slower route along Queen Charlotte Sound. It is a narrow winding road up and down the cliffs along the shore. We had only gone a few miles before we encountered 2 stopped cars that had tried to occupy the same portion of pavement. No injuries but they didn’t look happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The road was not recommended for larger bikes. The corners were quite tight and because of the cliffs you can’t see around then at all. When approaching the corner it is difficult to ascertain how sharp it is. There is not much room for error so we took it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWcP31uaLmI/AAAAAAAAAnM/_8kK6xLB68k/s1600-h/IMG_1921a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWcP31uaLmI/AAAAAAAAAnM/_8kK6xLB68k/s320/IMG_1921a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289213739358891618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt; Queen Charlotte Sound&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelson is very nice. It reminds us in many ways of Nelson, BC.  Mountainous terrain rises from a narrow coastal plain. The downtown area is on the coastal plain and the residential area extends into the hills above it. It looks quite artsy too and Linda is excited about the shopping prospects. Luckily we don’t have much space for additional items but I’m sure we will find room for a few gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here 2 night then off to the west coast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-842614143725146481?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/842614143725146481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=842614143725146481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/842614143725146481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/842614143725146481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/over-to-south-island.html' title='Over to the South Island'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWcP4Dk19hI/AAAAAAAAAnc/9DBMm4uvyrc/s72-c/IMG_1908a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1464970398325292058</id><published>2009-01-07T11:54:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:12:50.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the East Coast of the North Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWT8ySc88NI/AAAAAAAAAms/VmZ7fT32pm8/s1600-h/IMG_1881a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWT8ySc88NI/AAAAAAAAAms/VmZ7fT32pm8/s320/IMG_1881a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288629803316736210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving Clover Hill Estates we went out with Lloyd again. It is facinating to watch the dogs work the sheep. The littel black and white dog (Pino), on the left, is only 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWT8yBsNm-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/Nn9PBTWxLYo/s1600-h/IMG_1870a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWT8yBsNm-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/Nn9PBTWxLYo/s320/IMG_1870a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288629798817340386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Linda feeding the male ostrich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotorua to Gisborne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmbIcr72jI/AAAAAAAAAn8/78Z1-F01Ic0/s1600-h/Day4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmbIcr72jI/AAAAAAAAAn8/78Z1-F01Ic0/s320/Day4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289929806765087282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a choice of routes today. We picked the longer route around the north-east coast. It didn’t look like it was too far but we are learning that there aren’t many straight roads in New Zealand. It turned out to be 468 kilometres of constant turning. We only averaged 56K per hour. The longest straight stretch of road we saw was perhaps 300 metre in length.  We didn’t have to worry about squaring the tire. It was a fun ride but it required constant attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting more accustom to riding on the left side of the road. It is not uncomfortable now but it requires constant vigilance and concentration, especially when turning onto another road. The New Zealand Road Code conforms strictly to the rule that the vehicle on the right has the right of way.  It works well. Round-a-bouts (traffic circles) make sense here and they work very efficiently. They are especially useful when you need to make a U turn, as we have discovered on several occasions.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I always find in interesting to analyse the various driving habits, rules and road markings in the different counties in which we have ridden. One thing that is different here is the centre line marking.  As in Canada, a dashed centre line means that is legal to pass the vehicle in front of you. However in Canada the broken line changes to a solid line when the highway department (or whoever) decides that it may be unsafe to pass.  In NZ the solid lines are not used except at intersections or other selected locations.  The centre line on the two lane highways here are dashed lines. Around corners, over hills, it doesn’t matter. It is up to the driver to decide if it is safe to pass.  Also the posted speed limit on these highways is 100K. The fact that the road is so twisty that is difficult to exceed 50K seems immaterial. I prefer this over the constantly changing speed zones that I have seen on curving roads in Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about driving... It is much warmer and dryer here on the east coast. As we rounded the northern tip of the peninsular the lush green vegetation turned to yellow. When you couldn’t seethe ocean you felt like you could be riding in the Kamloops area, dry, rolling and somewhat mountainous, cattle and sheep country. The temperature also jumped several degrees higher. We are staying in fancy hotel on the water front in Gisborne. Tomorrow we are off to Napier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gisborne to Napier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmb1eYJQ2I/AAAAAAAAAoE/OhXiCpg8978/s1600-h/Day5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWmb1eYJQ2I/AAAAAAAAAoE/OhXiCpg8978/s320/Day5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289930580313064290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a shorter day on the bike, even taking the longer route though the higher lands west of Gisbourne. We stopped at Te Reinga Falls and then in Wairoa for lunch. We reached Napier by 3pm and rode to the centre of the small city. Napier is a nice place to visit with is ocean front spa (ie. Multiple swimming and hot pools), parks and Art Deco architecture.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We are staying tonight at Ormlie Lodge. A renovated 1899 residence just outside the city.  All the accommodations in which we have stayed have been very nice. Definitely a step above our normal level of holiday accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are heading to Martinborough, not far from the Wellington Ferry port. The next morning we will catch the Ferry to the South Island. So far we have been lucky with the weather. The forecast doesn’t look to good for Nelson though, but the weather here is changeable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1464970398325292058?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1464970398325292058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1464970398325292058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1464970398325292058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1464970398325292058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-east-coast-of-north-island.html' title='On the East Coast of the North Island'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWT8ySc88NI/AAAAAAAAAms/VmZ7fT32pm8/s72-c/IMG_1881a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-2555742483398529386</id><published>2009-01-05T01:35:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:56:35.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waihi to Rotorua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWHG0rzdZXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sbeGZ14iZSo/s1600-h/Day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWHG0rzdZXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sbeGZ14iZSo/s320/Day2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287726045923730802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a wonderful breakfast with John and Marg we reorganized the bike packing and rode to Waihi and then to nearby Waihi Beach. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We planned to park the bike at the beach and to hike 45 minute up the coast to secluded Orokawa Bay but signs posted in the beach parking lot warned about leaving items unattended. While we were discussing our options a woman stopped and chatted about the bike and asked how we liked travelling by motorcycle. She and her husband had just bought one. After chatting for a few minutes the subject of the hike came up and she offered to lock our helmets, jackets and tank bag in their car while we went for the walk.  We took her up on the offer and got some needed exercise walking to the bay and back. Here is a photo of the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWHHUJpHTwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/xso1SFrDKzw/s1600-h/IMG_1842a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWHHUJpHTwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/xso1SFrDKzw/s320/IMG_1842a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287726586509348610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then a short ride (150K) to Clover Downs Estate located just outside of Rotorua, which is the centre of the Maori culture. We are staying here 2 nights. Clover Downs Estate is small hobby farm now. The owners, Lloyd and Lynn are semiretired from farming but they still have an interesting operation. They breed hybrid livestock. The male is 100% Elk and the females are 50% Elk and 50% English Red Deer. The resulting offspring, who are 75% elk and 25% Red Deer, are sold to larger operations that raise these hybrids for meat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWHH4cRiWLI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6D2fMTbGgCM/s1600-h/IMG_1859a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWHH4cRiWLI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6D2fMTbGgCM/s320/IMG_1859a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287727209986021554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the 50-50 doe with the 75-25 fawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lloyd and Lynn were also in the Ostrich breeding business for a while. The bottom apparently dropped out of the Ostrich business but they kept couple of them, just to entertain the guests. They also have sheep, and cattle and white Fallow Deer.  We went out with Lloyd this morning on a farm tour. It was interesting and great fun. We forgot to take our camera so I think we might go out with him again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just returned from a sightseeing trip to Lake Tarawera and Rotorua. This area is situated on a volcanic fault line and there is an abundance of thermal activity. There are geysers, bubbling mud pools, hot springs and many beautiful lakes in the rolling farm and forested terrain. We stayed away from the tourist attractions and instead  walked around one of the smaller lakes (Blue Lake). Much of the vegetation here exists nowhere else in the world. There is an incredible variety. The growing season is 12 months long so things grow quickly. The pine forests here are harvested every 25 years instead of every 100 years or so in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it for now... back to the wine and cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-2555742483398529386?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2555742483398529386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=2555742483398529386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2555742483398529386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2555742483398529386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/waihi-to-rotorua.html' title='Waihi to Rotorua'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWHG0rzdZXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/sbeGZ14iZSo/s72-c/Day2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-6295555439346357021</id><published>2009-01-04T11:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:06:42.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road: Auckland to Waihi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWEWqG3OBGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PnimxmrJ2KU/s1600-h/Day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWEWqG3OBGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PnimxmrJ2KU/s320/Day1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287532350162207842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great breakfast we headed over to Triple X Motos to pick up the bike. It took a while to organize our packing and finish the paperwork but we were on the road by 11am or so. With the help of Mr. Zumo (our GPS) we were able to easily navigate out of town while remaining on the left side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWECvW6-lXI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ck_L6ij7nZE/s1600-h/IMG_1820a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWECvW6-lXI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ck_L6ij7nZE/s400/IMG_1820a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287510450139731314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very pleased with the bike. It is a Triumph Tiger 955i. Comfortable riding position, good power and handling. We don’t have quite as much luggage space as we are used to but with some reorganization it will work just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWEEyZa2QQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/w0AKK3iXQGc/s1600-h/IMG_1805a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWEEyZa2QQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/w0AKK3iXQGc/s320/IMG_1805a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287512701373137154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting to cross the one lane bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our planned route covered approximately 350K. from Auckland to Thames and then around the Coromandel Peninsular. The destination was Poets Corner B&amp;B near Waihi. At the entrance to the Coromandel  Peninsular one has to cross a long single lane bridge.  Single lane bridges are quite common in NZ. Usually one direction has priority over the other. The priority in indicated by sign as you approach the bridge. Some bridges are controlled by traffic lights.  Since the end of the Christmas / New Years holiday season was approaching, there was much more traffic than the bridge was able to efficiently accommodate. It took over an hour of stop and start traffic to make our way across. We were later told that some drivers have experienced up to 5 hour delays returning to Auckland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late start and the lengthy delay meant that we would not be able to complete the planned loop around the peninsular and make it to the B&amp;B in time for dinner.  A check of the map indicated that there was a gravel road shortcut though the hills from Tapu to the east shore road. We thought we would give it a try and it turned out to be a good solid road and interesting trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 45 minutes before we reached our destination we encountered some rain showers. We decided not to stop and put on the rain gear. We just pushed on to the Poets Corner B&amp;B. It rain off and on but we stayed warm and got only a little damp. Once again the GPS was a big help finding the B&amp;B along the narrow winding network of country roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWEFpOOd0OI/AAAAAAAAAkY/i-vzcPSn5Jk/s1600-h/IMG_1840a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWEFpOOd0OI/AAAAAAAAAkY/i-vzcPSn5Jk/s320/IMG_1840a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287513643261219042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waihi Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Poets Corner B&amp;B was a real treat. A beautiful house and yard, perched on a hill 300 metres above and 2 K from the Pacific. Our hosts John and Marg made us a fabulous dinner of grass fed beef, vegetables from their garden and some great local wine. We are not exactly roughing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-6295555439346357021?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6295555439346357021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=6295555439346357021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6295555439346357021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6295555439346357021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-road-auckland-to-waihi.html' title='On the road: Auckland to Waihi'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SWEWqG3OBGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/PnimxmrJ2KU/s72-c/Day1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-6541273130892570381</id><published>2009-01-02T11:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:05:48.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Way Down (by air)</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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We flew from YYC to YVR to LAX to AKL. We had a rather long stopover in Vancouver but my old air force roommate, now retired AC pilot (Mike Marynowski) came out to the airport to meet us for breakfast. It was nice to see Mike and catch up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The flight on Air NZ from LAX to AKL was definitely a step above average. The 747 400 series was new and roomy (by today’s standards) and the service was excellent. Two nice meals, free wine and champagne ( since it was New Years Eve)  served in a real glass wine glass, blankets, pillows and a very good entertainment system.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We slept most of the flight, cleared customs with no delay and met our ride to the B&amp;amp;B. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since our room was not yet ready we left our luggage at the B&amp;amp;B and explored downtown Auckland and the waterfront on foot. We soon discovered that Jan 2 is also a statutory holiday in New Zealand and not many stores and restaurants were open. Those that were open had signs up saying that since it was a holiday, a premium would be added to the prices. The premium varied but 15 or 20 percent was standard. While enjoying a 20% more expensive beer on the water front we received an explanation for the additional charge... The employees are paid time and a half for working on a holiday plus they must be given an additional paid day off in lieu. The additional costs of staying open on a holiday are therefore passed on the customers. An interesting concept that I think would not easily be accepted in North America. On the up side... it was very good beer!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We got to bed at our usually early hour so we are up early waiting for breakfast and reorganizing the luggage. The bike shop where we are to pick up the bike doesn’t open on Saturdays until 10am so we will be off to a later start than we had hoped. The trip to tonight’s B&amp;amp;B is about 350K but we could shorten it considerably if bad weather and time are a factor. The weather forecast today is for showers this morning but the forecast looks better for tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m excited about the challenges ahead today. I’m a bit nervous about riding on the left side of the road on an unfamiliar bike. 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-692151491087861789</id><published>2008-07-19T11:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:41:01.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting the Marvelous Marley!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-185b5f77fea63bad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1751802149803057336</id><published>2008-05-13T11:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:00:10.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>We arrived back in Fernie Monday May 12th in the early afternoon.  It was long haul north with the old VW and the truck with motorcycle. It is good to be back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motorcycle trip in Mexico was great. Getting to and returning from the southern States is a pain in the ass.  We are now thinking about leaving a motorcycle and/or VW Bus somewhere around Phoenix.  We will have to investigate the logistics associated with this idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to reality... Linda would like the house finished and yard completed. That's the priority for this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1751802149803057336?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1751802149803057336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1751802149803057336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1751802149803057336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1751802149803057336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-9113393823328985490</id><published>2008-05-07T10:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:11:47.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>California Dreaming... or is a Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days 31 to Day 33 - To San Diego and back to Mesa, AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Interesting days, in some ways, ones we would rather forget!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We traveled to San Diego to pick up a ’74 VW Westfalia that I had purchased on Ebay. It turned out that some people can stretch the truth... a long way. Anyway, to make a long story short, we picked up the VW and started back east. The plan was to meet Lee at the Grand Canyon’s south rim but the VW developed some braking problems and they needed to be repaired.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After some searches on the internet we discovered that there are several VW repair shops in or near Phoenix. One particularly well rated one is located in Mesa (a suburb of Phoenix). We called ahead to make an appointment at Doug’s Buggs &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and drove to Mesa, trying to stay out of as much traffic as possible. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This proved to be an impossibility one we reached the Phoenix area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time we made it to Doug’s, Linda was close to melt down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As I write this, the VW is in the shop. We are waiting for a call.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If it is ready to go this afternoon we will bypass the Grand Canyon and head for Moab, Utah. It is a 2 day trip from here. We have been in contact with Lee and he is heading back to Calgary on his MC.  Linda &amp;amp; I will pick up the  truck in Price and hopefully get back to Fernie next Monday afternoon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We are looking forward to getting back to Fernie. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-9113393823328985490?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9113393823328985490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=9113393823328985490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/9113393823328985490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/9113393823328985490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/california-dreaming-or-is-nightmare.html' title='California Dreaming... or is a Nightmare'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-5082571404628556460</id><published>2008-05-02T22:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T06:56:01.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Border Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 30 – Hermosillo to the intersection of I10 &amp;amp; I8, Arizona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;After breakfast we split with Lee and continued north on the toll road (15D) toward Nogales.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is considerable construction along this route and there were several 2 lane sections. It didn’t affect our speed much since we were cruising at 100 to 105 kph. The route is quite boring as it crosses the Sonora Desert. There are only 2 or 3 communities in the 300K from Hermosillo to Nogales. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our GPS has a built-in MP3 player and I had loaded a couple of gigs of music on it before we left. With a couple of pair of ear phones we had music for this leg of the trip.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Nogales border crossing is probably the busiest crossing between USA and Mexico. Hwy 15 is part of the Panamerica Highway and as such it is the main truck route. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The border crossing procedure is quite different than at most USA/Canada crossings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Traveling from Mexico to the USA you reach the first Mexico customs point 10 or 15 kilometres from the border. At this point you cancel the vehicle permit and the windshield sticker is removed. To reach this section, simply follow the signs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Once this process is complete you continue north on the Hyw 15. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In a few kilometres you have the option of turning off to enter Nogales town site or continuing on the USA crossing. Once past this option the road to the USA crossing is fenced on either side.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A kilometre or 2 later you reach the Mexican cargo port where the truck are inspected both leaving and entering Mexico. This is where things get interesting!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Today, the roadway and parking areas in the port,  were completely jammed with stopped or slowly moving rigs either waiting for or in the process of inspection.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since there was no way through in the north bound lanes we followed a couple of cars into the opposite direction lane. We were in first or second gear at this point so there was no danger. Eventually we ran out of road space so we followed a dirt track onto the shoulder and around behind some of the various buildings to try to get around the truck congestion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When this trail petered out, Linda got off the bike and walked up a bank to the roadway to a space between two stopped trucks. I rode the bike up the embankment onto the roadway. Meanwhile the cars in this procession were seeking their own routes back onto the pavement. Once on the pavement again we worked our way through the maze of trucks. We and the cars with us had no idea if this route would eventually dead-end nose to nose with an 18 wheeler. In this case it didn’t, we worked our way back onto north bound lanes and continued toward the border. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The amazing part of this was that what we did was accepted as normal procedure! No one batted an eye.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Continuing north on the highway there is continuous signage telling you which lane you need to be in. In addition to the signs, each lane number is painted on the roadway. Lane 1 for cars. MCs and RVs, Lane 2 for trucks with a F.A.S.T. pass, Lanes 3 and 4 are for all other trucks. A couple of kilometers from the border lanes 3 &amp;amp; 4 are separated from the other lanes by a concrete barrier. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;As we approached the border in lane 1, Linda counted the truck that were stopped and waiting in lanes 3 &amp;amp; 4. There were approximately 300 trucks waiting to cross the border.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This border crossing is only open from 8am until 10pm. I don’t know how long the average processing time would be for each truck but if each truck could be processed in 5 minutes, only 168 trucks could cross in one day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These drivers must be a patient bunch!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;In the middle of this line of trucks there was one car. We think that he must have been in the wrong lane and once inside the concrete barriers and followed by another truck, he was trapped. Hope he didn’t have an important meeting. I could see how this could happen.. Lane 1 is the outside lane (left),  Lane 4 is the inside lane (right).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Due to the holiday weekend in Mexico the border crossing was a bit busier than usual. We waited about 45 minutes to get through. We used the "Mexican motorcycle lanes" to help speed he process.  What are these "lanes" you ask?  In Mexico a motorcycle makes it's own lane. If there is space between two vehicles or down the shoulder, that's a "Mexican motorcycle lane".  At first you feel like a queue jumper but once you realize that it is an accepted procedure it's not so bad. It is even encouraged by some car drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight we are in a hotel just south of Phoenix at the intersection on I10 &amp;amp; I8. Tomorrow we will follow I8 to California. The adventure continues....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-5082571404628556460?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5082571404628556460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=5082571404628556460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5082571404628556460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/5082571404628556460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/border-adventures.html' title='Border Adventures'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1503673793725616339</id><published>2008-05-02T22:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:37:06.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>North into Sonora</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 29 – Navohoa to Hermosillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We easily reached San Carlos by lunch time. I was bit of a disappointment... Not nearly as interesting as the Lonely Planet indicated. They are a couple of trailer parks and lots of restaurants overlooking the gulf, so it would be a good stop if you are travelling this way with a van or trailer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After lunch we decided to continue on to Hermosillo. Hermosillo is a large city but there is a bypass that saves the hassle of finding your way through the city centre. There is a hotel strip, with a good selection of hotels, on or near the bypass both at the north edge of the city and at the south edge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We found a nice hotel and over supper we made plans for the remainder of the trip. Linda and I have to make a side trip to San Diego so we are going to continue north on Hwy 15 to Nogales then heading west on I8 to San Diego. Lee is going to take a more leisurely route to Agua Prieta, stay another night in Mexico and meet up with us at the Grand Canyon on Wednesday. From there we will continue north through Moab and back to the truck in Price, UT.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1503673793725616339?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1503673793725616339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1503673793725616339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1503673793725616339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1503673793725616339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/north-into-sonora.html' title='North into Sonora'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7570920291926074902</id><published>2008-04-30T20:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:35:08.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubhouse Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBkob9L5ExI/AAAAAAAAARw/zoCyrwZPpYc/s1600-h/IMG_1383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBkob9L5ExI/AAAAAAAAARw/zoCyrwZPpYc/s400/IMG_1383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195228105894597394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBkocdL5EyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sr2U1tr4dwE/s1600-h/IMG_1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBkocdL5EyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sr2U1tr4dwE/s400/IMG_1402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195228114484532002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknm9L5EsI/AAAAAAAAARI/a0W-sr0_7lE/s1600-h/IMG_1374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknm9L5EsI/AAAAAAAAARI/a0W-sr0_7lE/s400/IMG_1374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195227195361530562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknnNL5EtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/N06iw1W0RK8/s1600-h/IMG_1385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknnNL5EtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/N06iw1W0RK8/s400/IMG_1385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195227199656497874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknntL5EuI/AAAAAAAAARY/WS2-viB3dBc/s1600-h/IMG_1380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknntL5EuI/AAAAAAAAARY/WS2-viB3dBc/s400/IMG_1380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195227208246432482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknoNL5EwI/AAAAAAAAARo/dFje4_Ov2cM/s1600-h/IMG_1386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBknoNL5EwI/AAAAAAAAARo/dFje4_Ov2cM/s400/IMG_1386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195227216836367106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 27 – Mazatlan to Guamuchil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;The weather is getting warmer, especially as you move away from the coast. Shortly after lunch we passed through Culiacan, a city with close to 1M inhabitants.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was hot and we got lost. Not fun at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually we found our way onto hwy 15 north. Overall the GPS helped, but at times, I found it was more confusing than helpful. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;We arrived in Guamuchil late afternoon and as is common practise, we followed the signs to “el centro”, parked the bikes and started looking for a hotel. As Lee walked around the corner to see if there was any sign of a hotel, Linda and I were approached by a local gentleman (Victor). He spoke some English and told us that there was a motorcycle club in town and that he would like to invite us to come over. He also offered to help us find a hotel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As he was explaining this Lee came back to tell us that he had spoken to a couple of police officers on bicycles and they were waiting to lead us to a hotel. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Victor agreed to meet us in a half an hour so we jumped on the bikes and followed the cops on bicycles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The ride behind the two cops was interesting. To get to the hotel, they led us through 3 stop signs and then the wrong way down a one way street!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The hotel fit the bill, so we checked in, quickly showered, changed and hurried back to meet Victor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;By the time we got back to meet Victor he had made some calls and we were met another member of the club. Javier could speak very good English and explained more about the club and the motorcycle community in Guamuchil.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;There are not a lot of larger motorcycles in Mexico. They are expensive and difficult to import. Because of this the motorcycle community is fairly small. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The club numbers about 70 members. I would think that the club members would represent the majority on motorcycle owners in this community of 100,000 people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They ride all sorts of motorcycles from sport bikes, to cruisers to off road bikes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;We were invited to their clubhouse for beers and dinner. One of the members likes to cook and prepares meals nearly every night of the week. Everyone who shows up chips in for the food and drink. Since we were the invited guests, some calls were made and about 25 members showed up to greet us and have dinner. Indio is the cook. When he heard that we liked chicken he made a fabulous chicken stew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have no idea what it would be called, but it was very good. Several of the members could speak some English so between their English and our Spanish we traded stories all evening. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We eventually made it back to the hotel about 1:30am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;We can’t thank the club members enough for their hospitality. They made us feel very welcome. We would also like to extend a special thank you to Victor for taking the time to approach us and extend the invitation. This event was a memorable highlight of our trip. We hope to make it back here again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;We didn’t get up too early this morning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 28  – Guamuchil to Navohoa, Sonora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Another hot, windy day, but only 270K.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We made good time because Highway 15 is mostly 4 lanes now. The free 2 lane hwy 15 has ended and the only road north now is a toll road.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;At this point I don’t mind. Much of the road is mainly across the Sonora Desert. As far as I’m concerned, the less time we spend on the road the better.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One good point about the toll roads here is that the toll also gives you break down coverage. Hopefully we don’t need it is nice to have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Tomorrow we are planning to go to San Carlos on the coast of the Gulf of California. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7570920291926074902?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7570920291926074902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7570920291926074902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7570920291926074902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7570920291926074902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-27-mazatlan-to-guamuchil-weather-is.html' title='Clubhouse Dinner'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBkob9L5ExI/AAAAAAAAARw/zoCyrwZPpYc/s72-c/IMG_1383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3054993877442344811</id><published>2008-04-30T20:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:10:35.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Will It Cost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 26 – Mazatlan April 28, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Today we find out what is wrong with Lee’s bikes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had made arrangements to meet Antonio, who was storing Lee’s bike, at 10 am. We were there early waiting for both Antonio and Ramone to arrive at their respective shops.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ramone arrived first and we explained the problem. He told us that he would look at the bike. When Antonio arrived we rolled Lee’s bike next door to Eurobike Motors and Ramone and one of his employees started work on it. Within 15 minutes Ramone had found the problem and went ahead to rectify it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully it was not as serious as we had thought. It was a loose throttle body intake connection. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cleaning the air filter and tightening the connection was all that was needed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Linda and I left Lee with the bike and started to walk back to the hotel. About ½ way back we saw Lee with his bike stopped in an intersection. He was off the bike and speaking to a police officer. We walked over to see what what happening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The police officer was in the process of removing Lee’s licence plate.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Once the bike was repaired, Lee decided to ride it back to the hotel. He was stopped for not wearing a helmet. He probably could have talked his way out of a ticket if he had been carrying his licence,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;registration and insurance but since he didn’t expect the bike to be repaired while he waited, all these things were at the hotel. To make a long story short, Lee paid the $45. fine and took a taxi to the hotel and back to get the necessary gear to ride the bike. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The fine was more than the repair costs... they only cost $35 .  Even added together the cost was a lot less than expected! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After assessing the remaining time and distance we have decided not to take the ferry to the Baja. It would cost about $360. for Linda and I and the bike. We plan to ride north out of Mazatlan and check out a few towns along the way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3054993877442344811?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3054993877442344811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3054993877442344811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3054993877442344811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3054993877442344811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-much-will-it-cost.html' title='How Much Will It Cost?'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-6052435990345828408</id><published>2008-04-30T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:06:03.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooling it in Mazatlan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day  25 – Mazatlan April 27, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Up early and out walking by 8am down the main inland road paralleling the beach. We were looking for place to get a cup of coffee. Eventually we came across the Panama Restaurant and Bakery... obviously a very popular breakfast spot. Even though it had a significant North American influence, it was popular with many Mexicans. The food and service was  good. It was one of the first places that we had been in where there was a sense of urgency. The staff really hustled. It is a bit too much like "Dennie's" though. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We have been putting on plenty of kilometres over the past few days. Not on the bikes but on the sandals!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The main beach (Playa Norte) is about 5 K long. There is a promenade the full length and then another couple of kilometres south to the Playa Sur.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The afternoon was spent swimming and drinking beer at Carlos’s place on the beach.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-6052435990345828408?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6052435990345828408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=6052435990345828408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6052435990345828408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6052435990345828408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/cooling-it-in-mazatlan.html' title='Cooling it in Mazatlan'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3749579169333503726</id><published>2008-04-26T11:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:34:23.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Mazatlan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBNl49L5EqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AdwS6f3vu7E/s1600-h/IMG_1362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193606824459834018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBNl49L5EqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AdwS6f3vu7E/s400/IMG_1362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset on the beach at Novillero. Fishing boats in foreground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBNl5dL5ErI/AAAAAAAAARA/QrEfiZCGD5U/s1600-h/IMG_1355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193606833049768626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBNl5dL5ErI/AAAAAAAAARA/QrEfiZCGD5U/s400/IMG_1355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing in the plaza in front of our hotel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 21 – Sayulita to Playa Novillero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a late night on the town, bar crawling and dancing, we were unable to get an early start. I didn’t feel my best today and once we moved away from the coast it was very hot. Hwy 15 is a busy road. There is a lot of truck traffic. This combined with plenty of small towns and the accompanying topes dropped our average speed below 50 kph. (6 hours to travel just under 300 K)&lt;br /&gt;As we approached Playa Novillero there was noticeable drop in temperature, thanks to the on-shore breeze. We had visited Playa Novillero on our last trip so we knew what to expect. When we arrived the hotel operator remembered us and when we went for supper, the restaurant owner also remembered us.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food... we discovered “ceviche”. It is a raw seafood dish. Seafood and vegetables are marinated in lime juice. Various seafoods can be used, fish, squid, scrimp, etc. On tonight’s menu was ceviche de camarones (scrimp).&lt;br /&gt;This morning we are riding to Mazatlan to catch the ferry to the Baja. We have 2 conflicting ferry schedules. We should be able to catch one today or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 22 – Playa Novillero to Mazatlan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out like any other but an unexpected event has demanded a change of plan.&lt;br /&gt;About 90K out of Mazatlan Lee’s bike suddenly started running rough. At the first opportunity we found some shade at a Pemex station and tried to diagnose the problem. His bike was still running but as if on one cylinder, sputting and backfiring, stalling at low engine speeds. We could not find any obvious problems, loose wires, disconnected vacuum hoses, etc. We changed a spark plug but we could not rectify the problem.&lt;br /&gt;The guys at the Pemex station told us that there was no one in town that could help and that we would find help in Mazatlan. Luckily the bike ran well enough to get to the city. On the way Lee noticed a motorcycle repair shop so we stopped to ask them if there was a Suzuki dealership in Mazatlan. They gave us directions that helped us find the dealership. Communication is a bit of a problem, but the people could not be more friendly and accommodating.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the dealership a few minutes after 2pm.... siesta time! The dealership is closed between 2 and 4pm. It was scheduled to re-opened between 4 and 6 so Linda and I went to get some hotel rooms while Lee waited with the bike. Luckily we had stopped in Mazatlan on the way down so we knew are way around (to some extent) and we already knew of a nice, inexpensive hotel... the Del Rio. After getting settled in the hotel and a quick bite to eat, I went back to see Lee, just as the dealership reopened.&lt;br /&gt;After talking to the dealer we discovered that he did not have a service dept but he gave us directions to an independent shop, “Euromotor”, located a couple of K from the dealership. We hobbled over to the general area to find senor Ramone but couldn’t find it. We stopped to ask again and luckily, again, we were next door to Euromotor. Unfortunately, Ramone had gone to Durango and would not be back until Monday!&lt;br /&gt;This, of course, presented us with the problem of what to do with Lee’s bike until Monday. At this point it is hardly running. We discussed leaving the bike in front of the shop and asked the guys next door at the car stereo shop if they thought that idea might be OK. They told us emphatically that it was not a good idea. At this point, the owner of the car stereo store, Antonio, offered to store Lee’s bike in the back of his shop until Monday. After a round of introductions, handshakes and big smiles we manoeuvred Lee’s bike into the tight space at the back of the shop. We promised to be back at 10 am Monday then Lee jumped on the back of my bike and we headed back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;We won’t know the extent of the necessary repairs to Lee’s bike until Monday (or later). We think that the problem could be related to ignition timing. An electronic module may have failed or the timing chain may have stretched and jumped a link. In either case a quick fix is unlikely. Mazatlan is not a bad place to be for a few days. There is lot’s to see and do. The accommodation is comfortable and inexpensive.&lt;br /&gt;We just came back from walking to the ferry port to confirm the schedule and rates. The passenger ferry leaves for the Baja on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. Depending on how long it takes to repair Lee’s bike we may not take the ferry but return north on the mainland. The ferry is quite expensive. For Linda and I plus the motorcycle is roughly $350. one way. There is no point in taking the ferry if we don’t have time to explore the Baja.&lt;br /&gt;Will update the blog when we have new info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3749579169333503726?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3749579169333503726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3749579169333503726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3749579169333503726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3749579169333503726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-in-mazatlan.html' title='Back In Mazatlan'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SBNl49L5EqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/AdwS6f3vu7E/s72-c/IMG_1362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-237804996054811070</id><published>2008-04-24T09:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:20:29.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Sayulita</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to let you know that Lee arrived in Sayulita yesterday and we are packing up to go to Playa Novillero and on the Mazatlan on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have conflicting information on the ferry schedule. We will take the ferry to La Paz either Friday or Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-237804996054811070?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/237804996054811070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=237804996054811070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/237804996054811070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/237804996054811070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/leaving-sayulita.html' title='Leaving Sayulita'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-6388099114490308557</id><published>2008-04-21T21:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:39:44.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Sayulita</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 18 – Barra de Navidad to Sayulita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After coffee downtown, we packed up and rode 20K north to La Manzanilla for breakfast. Manzanilla is small beach community but with plenty of restaurants and rental accommodation. It also has a camp ground near the laguna. The laguna is full of crocodiles which, according to locals, only eat the occasional dog or cat. With this in mind, I might avoid this campground if you are not comfortable with crocs or if I had a dog or small kids.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, La Manzanilla also has a Spanish language school.  I am told that it is pretty good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Back in Sayulita we took a room at the Sayulita RV park. A neat little room with our own outdoor kitchen/eating area, complete with fridge and hot plate. The 4 small units share a bathroom but there is another bathroom in the building next door. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We plan stay here for 3 days. Lee is going to meet us here on Wednesday. On Thursday we will go up to Playa Novillero and on Friday take the ferry to La Paz, Baja Sur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SA1cftL5EnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/unIkvXrneRw/s1600-h/IMG_1325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SA1cftL5EnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/unIkvXrneRw/s400/IMG_1325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191907645203223154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Believe me! This margarita is as big as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SA1cf9L5EoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/voxwCfvwpLE/s1600-h/IMG_1329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SA1cf9L5EoI/AAAAAAAAAQo/voxwCfvwpLE/s400/IMG_1329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191907649498190466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sayulita es muy romantica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SA1cgNL5EpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/uxCDPCVRYqg/s1600-h/IMG_1331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SA1cgNL5EpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/uxCDPCVRYqg/s400/IMG_1331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191907653793157778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A salsa band playing on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-6388099114490308557?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6388099114490308557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=6388099114490308557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6388099114490308557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/6388099114490308557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-in-sayulita.html' title='Back In Sayulita'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SA1cftL5EnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/unIkvXrneRw/s72-c/IMG_1325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3222039441489340927</id><published>2008-04-19T22:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:15:23.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Barra de Navidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SArBasWZQqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/sSLwIQGNZT0/s1600-h/1301and1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SArBasWZQqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/sSLwIQGNZT0/s400/1301and1302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191174184823767714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Beach at Barra de Navidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 16 – Puerto Vallarta to Barra de Navidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After a leisurely breakfast and email check we packed up and left the big city resort. The route south of PV winds inland and climbs a few hundred metres before returning to the “happy coast” (Costalegre).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We arrived in Barra de Navidad at 2 pm and looked for a hotel. It has been evident since we reached the Mexican coast that prices have climbed over the past two years. Beach towns such as Sayulita and Barra de Navidad are not super expensive but they are not the bargain that they used to be. Nice hotel rooms can still be had for $35 to $50, a little more for beach front.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;There is a good selection of restaurants too with moderate but not expensive prices. We ate at “Sea Master” restaurant. It is located on the beach with 2 open air levels. Linda and I shared a order of guacamole and a chicken fajita dish. They were both excellent. The guacamole was particularly tasty with nice fresh ingredients.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With a couple of beer the bill came to $16. and there was more than we could eat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We are going to stay here one more day before going to Sayulita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SArCB8WZQrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8yu4WdWVvEE/s1600-h/IMG_1295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SArCB8WZQrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8yu4WdWVvEE/s400/IMG_1295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191174859133633202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexican timber framing???  Dave, I think these guys could use your help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3222039441489340927?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3222039441489340927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3222039441489340927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3222039441489340927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3222039441489340927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/barra-de-navidad.html' title='Barra de Navidad'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SArBasWZQqI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/sSLwIQGNZT0/s72-c/1301and1302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-2078421750573988684</id><published>2008-04-19T07:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T07:52:08.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Jalisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn3r8WZQoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0QKO5XcYFsc/s1600-h/IMG_1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn3r8WZQoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0QKO5XcYFsc/s400/IMG_1288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190952379827700354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puerto Vallarta...  fancy, fancy, fancy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn3scWZQpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tvDZd_paLH8/s1600-h/IMG_1289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn3scWZQpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/tvDZd_paLH8/s400/IMG_1289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190952388417634962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Linda at happy hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 15 – Sayulita to Puerto Vallarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Linda arrived today. Yahoo!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had a good flight that arrived on time. Sure glad to see her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;This morning Lee and I rode into PV together. I had picked a hotel out of the guide book that is located in old PV.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We parted company near the hotel and Lee continued south on the coastal &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;highway (200).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I went into town to find the hotel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;The one I had selected had no vacancies but there was another nice looking hotel across the street, so I went in to inquire about a room. After I had asked for a room, the fellow behind the desk politely ask me if I knew that this was a gay hotel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I explained that I needed the room for myself and my wife. After a nice discussion he recommended a hotel around the corner. I took his recommendation. Later I smiled as I tried to imagine what might have transpired if Lee and I had both gone in to this hotel to ask for a room?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;After getting the hotel room I rode back to the airport to meet Linda. This hotel, Playa Los Arcos, is a large hotel on the beach in old PV. It is very close to the hotel in which we stayed back in 1972. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have been told that PV is the fastest growing resort in Mexico. It certainly is a busy, booming place. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Too busy for us, and too expensive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Tomorrow Linda and I are also continuing south to Barra Navidad, about 200K from PV. We plan to stay there for 2 or 3 days before returning to Sayulita. Lee is planning to go further south and meet us back in Sayulita next Wednesday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn2N8WZQmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/beNMSowZUCQ/s1600-h/IMG_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn2N8WZQmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/beNMSowZUCQ/s400/IMG_1267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190950764919997026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family vehicle with safety equipment... most don't bother with helmets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn2OMWZQnI/AAAAAAAAAP4/iKXMWZRpnQo/s1600-h/IMG_1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn2OMWZQnI/AAAAAAAAAP4/iKXMWZRpnQo/s400/IMG_1285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190950769214964338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La playa a Los Corchos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-2078421750573988684?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2078421750573988684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=2078421750573988684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2078421750573988684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/2078421750573988684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/puerto-vallarta.html' title='Into Jalisco'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAn3r8WZQoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0QKO5XcYFsc/s72-c/IMG_1288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-354214670391353914</id><published>2008-04-17T20:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:59:02.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Nayarit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 14 - Playa Los Corchos  to Sayulita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;It stayed quiet, the most prominent noise was the breaking surf, and we were up with the sun. The only food product we brought was coffee and this was our first chance to try some. It tasted good. After packing up, we drove into Santiago for breakfast but there was not much open when we arrived. We asked a couple of locals and then opted to buy some fruit at a local fruiteria, 2 bananas and an orange each.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our cheapest breakfast yet... 4 ¼ cents!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The weather seems much warmer now that we are at sea level. Actually it &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is only around 30C but seems much warmer when you are in traffic and moving slowly. We also noticed that the sun is much stronger that at home. The temperature rises quickly when the sun come up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We stopped in San Blas for lunch at a taco place just off the el centro plaza. Lee has been ordering the tacos and I have been eating the tortas. Both were very good here. Eating in Mexican restaurants is the antithesis of “fast food”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It isn’t prepared or in some cases, even bought until you order it. Eating is a leisurely activity, as perhaps it should be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We reached Sayulita around 2:30 and rented a cabina at the Sayulita RV park.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A very nice place right on the beach. I know that they have wireless internet here but getting the password has been a challenge. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway... it’s time for supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We went to the  famous fish taco restaurant overlooking the plaza. Last time I was here tacos were 50 cents each. Now they are $2. We had a beer and told them their tacos were too expensive and left.  We found great tacos and great company at a taco stand down the street, less than half the price. Unfortunately Sayulita is getting too popular.&lt;/p&gt;Linda arrives in PV tomorrow. I'm excited. Really looking forward to her arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee is heading off on his own for a while. Linda and I may go south the Barra Navidad before meeting up with Lee back here in Sayulita next Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 13 – Mazatlan to Playa Los Corchos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;With freshly cleaned clothes and a day out of the saddle we left Mazatlan heading south on Hwy 15 libre.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is, or partially is, a pay road south out of Mazatlan. It does not appear to be completed yet. If you are not in a hurry (and in Mexico who is?) take the free roads, they are much more interesting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I had visited one or two of the beaches on this route 2 years ago so we opted for the unknown. This led us to Playa Los Corchos.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Much of the coast south of Mazatlan in low lying farm land and marshes. The area is rumoured to be the seat of Mayan culture but some scholars think that the rumour is more folklore that fact. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Playa Los Corchos is at the end of route 72. You must pass though Santiago Ixquintla to get there. There are no hotels, only a few “campos”. These are beach restaurant / bars with large thatched roof shelters called ramadas. We rode into the entrance to one of them and stopped to speak to the owner. We discovered that there was no problem camping on the beach so we ordered some beer and a snack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Supper was a choice of fish or shrimp. It was OK but not the best we have had on this trip. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After we set up the tents, the owners packed up and left. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Other campo owners did the same and we were left on our own. The only two people on a beach that stretched to the horizon in either direction. We were told that it was quiet place (muy tranquilo) and we hoped that it stayed that way, at least for one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;manana Sayulita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-354214670391353914?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/354214670391353914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=354214670391353914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/354214670391353914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/354214670391353914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/southern-nayarit.html' title='Southern Nayarit'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-1727329111838341063</id><published>2008-04-15T16:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:57:23.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 to Day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt28iofnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KSDeviTfoXA/s1600-h/IMG_1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189604567601938034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt28iofnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KSDeviTfoXA/s400/IMG_1217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A road stop for lunch... Carne Tacos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt3MiofoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WCwFXhubZhM/s1600-h/IMG_1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189604571896905346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt3MiofoI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WCwFXhubZhM/s400/IMG_1224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lee big smile and an enchilada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt3MiofpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QOVxfiZIWew/s1600-h/IMG_1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189604571896905362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt3MiofpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QOVxfiZIWew/s400/IMG_1230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The church in Guachochi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt3siofqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kFJe6KiZ0jI/s1600-h/IMG_1256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189604580486839970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt3siofqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kFJe6KiZ0jI/s400/IMG_1256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La Playa in Mazatlan &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 11 – El Ranchero to Mazatlan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were up early this morning. It was darn cold and we needed warm clothing and the heated liner. After a sparse breakfast of coffee and a bun we set course for Mazatlan. It turned out that our night stop was located just before the most interesting part of the highway. The highway winds, climbs and descends along the high ridges of the Sierra Madre and crosses the continental divide, which separates the states of Durango and Sinaloa. This road is called El Espinzola del Diablo (literally The Devil’s Spine but it is often referred to as The Devil’s Backbone.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great motorcycle road. You could average 50 to 60K per hour if you pushed it but this is not the kind of road that you ride to test you cornering skills. It is a truck route. Even if you are not following a truck, you can’t tell if one going to meet you in the middle of the road in the next tight turn. Also if a truck breaks down, there are very few places to get off the road. They might simply stop and attempt the repairs right there! There are many shrines along the road erected in memory of those who didn’t make it. With this in mind we took our time, rode the inside track and entered all turns with caution... still a great ride!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once into Sinaloa you descend fairly rapidly and the temperature rises accordingly. We stopped for a rest and a bite to eat at Concordia, about 40K from Mazatlan. Again at a small one man operation. Essentially a tent, awning and a couple of tables. I forget the name of his specialty. A beef broth with big chunks of meat, onions, peppers and other assorted spices and vegetables served, as always, with tortias. It was very tasty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, we wanted to stay in the old Mazatlan area. Our guide book suggested a couple of hotels in the area. We picked one with parking and found it without any problems. It is a residential / business working class area a couple of blocks from the beach. A very nice place. We have separate rooms for 200 pesos each and we brought the bikes in though a side door and parked them in the lobby.... no problema. It turns out that we are only 2 blocks from where Linda, Jen, Dave and I stopped to check our map after we got off the ferry from La Paz on the last trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the afternoon strolling down the beach promenade stopping at various restaurants to sample their cervaza. Time for supper now.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to stay in Mazatlan another day and catch up on the laundry. (I didn´t think that it was fair to meet Linda on Friday and say... ¨by the way we need to do some laundry¨)&lt;/p&gt;Dave... we discovered the perfect bar. Each table has a hole in the middle for a bucket. If you order a bucket of Pacifico (10 bottles) you get all the free food you want.... camarones, pollo, pescado, etc. It is a local bar too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are heading south to another beach location... yet to be decided. Looking forwar to Linda´s arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 10 – Rodeo to El Ranchero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are staying at El Ranchero Restaurante y Cabanas, a family run business with a restaurant and cabins of all sizes. At first they thought we needed the 4 bedroom with kitchen, only 1000 pesos!? We settled on a one bedroom unit for 350 pesos. We thought that the price included breakfast, but it didn’t. We left feeling that we had been misled. We discovered latere that there is another hotel about an hour closer to Mazatlan. Perhaps this would have been a better choice... next time???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the mountains on Hwy 40 from Durango to Mazatlan about 45K west of El Salto. It is a winding 2 lane highway and the main route across the sierras. El Salto is a town about halfway between Durango and Mazatlan. It was our intended destination but we could not find a hotel. It is a very rough looking town so we didn’t look very hard. A few kilometres down the road we saw a sign for this place. Apparently there isn’t much accommodation along this route.&lt;br /&gt;Hwy 40 is a great motorcycle road. It would be better without the truck traffic but this is the road they use. There is a “Cuota” (toll divided highway) from Durango to Mazatlan but it is partially under construction. It won’t take much of the truck traffic off highway 40 though. The tolls are too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still at 2600 metres elevation here. For so far south, it is pretty cool this evening. A jacket is necessary. The temperature should be more tropical tomorrow when we get down to sea level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are approximately 3 hours from Mazatlan, which our destination for tomorrow. I have stayed in the newer part on Mazatlan. This time we are looking for a place in the old city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 9 – Guachochi to Rodeo, Durango&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up again with the roosters. We had an early breakfast and continued south for a longer day on the road. We covered 467 kilometres before stopping for the day in Rodeo. The first part of the trip to Hidalgo del Parrar was an interesting ride. Nice winding road though pine forest. Unlike in the BC mountains where roads follow the river valleys, the roads here follow the ridges. Instead of looking up at the peaks, the scenery here is primarily the canyons and valley below you. We were riding between 2000 and 2700 metres ASL until we descended to the desert floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hidalgo del Parrar the topography changed to high desert. There was on stretch of straight road for 100+ kilometres. Because of this, we made good time and arrived in Rodeo before 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Approaching Hidalgo del Parrar we stopped for lunch at a road side stand. In the lean-to beside the stand there was a fire burning and a fresh steer hide hanging on a rack. It was obvious that the steer had recently been butchered and the meat cooked. A large pot, over the fire, was being used to the render the fat and which was then poured off into waiting containers. This stand was busy place. We had to wait while people ahead of us purchased fresh meat. We ordered 6 beef tacos. There were served with a hot salsa and fresh onions. Very tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that we are the only tourists in Rodeo. We stopped at on hotel on the highway to inquire about rooms. They had one but it was very basic. We like basic, but not for 400 pesos ($40.). I had spotted another sign so we rode off the highway to find the Camino Real. It is basic too but half the price. In the yard are budgies, chickens, roosters and a dog. My guess is we will be up early tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 8 - Batopilas to Guachochi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature’s alarm goes off early in Mexican towns. This morning’s alarm was a symphony of roosters crowing, morning doves cooing and dogs barking. We were up early enough to take a stroll around town and observe the morning activities As is common in Mexico, some residents were out washing and sweeping the street in from of their home, the kids were on their way to school in their meticulously clean uniforms and a truck came round the corner loaded with Mexico’s most common building material, cement. After taking a few pictures we headed back to the unnamed restaurant for a home cooked breakfast. Excellent Huevos Mexicanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took 3 hours and 15 minutes to ride back to Highway 23. Both Lee and I dumped the bike once on the way up, thanks to loose gravel and dirt. We were both almost stopped at the time so no injuries to either our bodies or the bikes. At one point we encountered a truck coming in the opposite direction. Lee was ahead of me. When I caught up, Lee and the truck were both stopped nose to nose on the narrow road. Luckily there was place that I could pull off the road and park my bike. Then Lee and I manhandled his bike toward the ditch to allow just enough room for the truck to pass. The ride to Batopilas and back was a dirty, dusty, tiring and exciting ride... but a great experience. One we won’t soon forget, or repeat, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the intersection of highway 23 and the Batopilas road is a tienda (small general store). We stopped in the parking lot to clean and lubricate our chains, inflate the tires back to highway pressure and have a bite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to be back on the pavement. The road to Guachochi is in very good condition. A nice winding road though a pine forest. Guachochi appears to be the centre of this fairly densely populated ranching and farming area. We are in the downtown area in Hotel Chaparro and seem to be the only tourists around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are planning a longer day to Rodeo, Durango&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-1727329111838341063?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1727329111838341063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=1727329111838341063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1727329111838341063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/1727329111838341063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-8-to-day-11.html' title='Day 8 to Day 11'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAUt28iofnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KSDeviTfoXA/s72-c/IMG_1217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3351144297130344323</id><published>2008-04-11T18:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:24:05.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Batopilas Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAABD2K3VcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/vApFqFW7_bo/s1600-h/IMG_1194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188147936323130818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAABD2K3VcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/vApFqFW7_bo/s400/IMG_1194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7 – Creel to Batopilas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! What a day! We left Creel about 10:00, after a hearty breakfast, and rode highway 25 south out of Creel. The route from Creel to Batopilas consists of 75 K of paved road and 65 K of dirt and dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highway ride was wonderful (and relaxing). It winds, up and down, through high pine forests with a few small lakes and farmland intermixed. As we approached the Batopilas junctions were met several other motorcycles heading north. We stopped at the intersection to air down the tires for the dirt road. As we were doing this, several motorcyclist arrived at the junction. They were all part of a tour group that had been down in “Bato” (adventure rider slang) for a couple of days. We chatted with them and they volunteered some helpful information... road conditions, what to watch for, accommodation suggestions, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started down the Batopilas road at noon. There was construction for the first 10K or so. This turned out to be an added challenge. Parts of the road we rode had been excavated and were in the process of being filled and graded. Once past the construction the road was similar to many mountain / logging roads you would encounter in the Canadian Rockies. It winds down, but not steeply though several villages and ranch land. At kilometre 27 the canyon comes abruptly into view. The road narrows and steepens into a series of switchback. Wonderful views and deadly drop-offs. There is an almost constant concern for opposite direction traffic but in most places you can see a fair way ahead and there are small, but sufficient, pull-outs to allow traffic to pass. Down, down, down you go. Back and forth until you reach the canyon floor... but you are not in Bato yet! Only just over halfway. The road crosses a plank bridge and climbs up the other side of the canyon. Then back down again. It took 3 ½ hours to reach Batopilas from the junction. It is mostly a 1st and 2nd gear journey. That includes time for water and photo stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had received some advice regarding accommodation from the tour leader at the junction. Here it is... when you cross the bridge and enter Batopilas stay left. The narrow, now paved road follows the river. Keep left at every opportunity and you will arrive in el centro. There are several hotels here. The one that was recommended to us is called Casa “Real de Minas de Acanasaina”. It is located the far right corner of el centro. Good gated yard for the motos and a beautiful courtyard, in which I am currently sitting writing this report while the occasional tangerine falls off the tree above me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few restaurants and bars in Batopilas but we were advised to look for a certain home where we could get a nice dinner. This home located in a small plaza just above the end of the main street is identified by a porch and yellow painted railing. There are two tables on the porch that could seat 6 persons. There were only two meal selections. Lee and I both chose the carne (beef) enchiladas. The meals were cooked on a wood burning stove and they were excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are heading back to this house for breakfast before riding out of the valley and continuing south on Hwy 23 toward Durango.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-eWK3VXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/tqlGSxhSXHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188145093054780786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-eWK3VXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/tqlGSxhSXHQ/s400/IMG_1118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First view of Batopilas Canyon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fGK3VYI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pv8kYgbpK-M/s1600-h/IMG_1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188145105939682690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fGK3VYI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pv8kYgbpK-M/s400/IMG_1120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking down into the canyon. The road is seen in the centre of the picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fGK3VZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/JlHUxWC5Kvs/s1600-h/IMG_1142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188145105939682706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fGK3VZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/JlHUxWC5Kvs/s400/IMG_1142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee riding across om¡ne of the bridges &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fWK3VaI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2Z27m7uykG0/s1600-h/IMG_1153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188145110234650018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fWK3VaI/AAAAAAAAAOw/2Z27m7uykG0/s400/IMG_1153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The courtyard in our hotel in Batopilas. Red door is to our room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fWK3VbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/OGIYiv7ez9w/s1600-h/IMG_1177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188145110234650034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R__-fWK3VbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/OGIYiv7ez9w/s400/IMG_1177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The porch restaurant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 8 - Batopilas to Guachochi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature’s alarm goes off early in Mexican towns. This morning’s alarm was a symphony of roosters crowing, morning doves cooing and dogs barking. We were up early enough to take a stroll around town and observe the morning activities As is common in Mexico, some residents were out washing and sweeping the street in from of their home, the kids were on their way to school in their meticulously clean uniforms and a truck came round the corner loaded with Mexico’s most common building material, cement. After taking a few pictures we headed back to the unnamed restaurant for a home cooked breakfast. Excellent Huevos Mexicanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took 3 hours and 15 minutes to ride back to Highway 23. Both Lee and I dumped the bike once on the way up, thanks to loose gravel and dirt. We were both almost stopped at the time so no injuries to either our bodies or the bikes. At one point we encountered a truck coming in the opposite direction. Lee was ahead of me. When I caught up, Lee and the truck were both stopped nose to nose on the narrow road. Luckily there was place that I could pull off the road and park my bike. Then Lee and I manhandled his bike toward the ditch to allow just enough room for the truck to pass. The ride to Batopilas and back was a dirty, dusty, tiring and exciting ride... but a great experience. One we won’t soon forget, or repeat, for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the intersection of highway 23 and the Batopilas road is a tienda (small general store). We stopped in the parking lot to clean and lubricate our chains, inflate the tires back to highway pressure and have a bite to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to be back on the pavement. The road to Guachochi is in very good condition. A nice winding road though a pine forest. Guachochi appears to be the centre of this fairly densely populated ranching and farming area. We are in the downtown area in Hotel Chaparro and seem to be the only tourists around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are planning a longer day to Rodeo, Durango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3351144297130344323?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3351144297130344323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3351144297130344323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3351144297130344323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3351144297130344323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/batopilas-adventure.html' title='The Batopilas Adventure'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SAABD2K3VcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/vApFqFW7_bo/s72-c/IMG_1194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7391842127592420984</id><published>2008-04-09T16:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T16:38:07.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8GK3VSI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZtzcEtY_5jI/s1600-h/IMG_1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187377045528073506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8GK3VSI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZtzcEtY_5jI/s400/IMG_1063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; El Centro  Casas Grandes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8WK3VTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pbpVKL0B9Ok/s1600-h/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187377049823040818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8WK3VTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/pbpVKL0B9Ok/s400/IMG_1066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lee with a friend for Paco&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8mK3VUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/erBYsfuI6nU/s1600-h/IMG_1067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187377054118008130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8mK3VUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/erBYsfuI6nU/s400/IMG_1067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Typical street scape in Casas Grandes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8mK3VVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/px158bRPMG0/s1600-h/IMG_1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187377054118008146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8mK3VVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/px158bRPMG0/s400/IMG_1076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking relaxed in Cabanas el Prado in Madera, Chihuahua &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D82K3VWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c4QVNd5MYD4/s1600-h/IMG_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187377058412975458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D82K3VWI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c4QVNd5MYD4/s400/IMG_1085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once again relaxing in the hotel in Creel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4 - Silver City to Nuevo Casas Grandes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our complimentary breakfast at the Palace Hotel in Sliver City we headed for Columbus, NM and the border crossing into the Mexican town of Las Palomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crossing was uneventful. All needed facilities are at the crossing. There are “assistants’ at the crossing who help by pointing out the various offices, immigration, customs, etc. These offices are not easy to recognize. The process was made smoother by heeding occasional suggestions from our “assistant”. First we obtained our travel visa from the “migracion” office, then obtained copies of the visa, drivers licence, vehicle registration, and passport. We took these copies to the customs office (aduana) and received our vehicle permit. That’s it! A small tip for the assistant and we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vehicle permit cost 316 pesos (payable by Visa on receipt) and the visa cost 237 pesos (payable at any bank) The exchange rate is approximately 10 pesos to the dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Nuevo Casas Grandes about 3 pm, found Hotel Pinon, unpacked and went for a walk around town. Even off the bikes we stood out in the crowd. It seemed like we were the only tourists in town. We received lots of smiles and waves.. or perhaps they were laughing . Either way we smilled and waved back. Supper was tacos in a local outside restaurant. We tried the beef tacos and also the scrimp. Both were very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we plan the see the nearby ruins (Paquime) and then ride to Madera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5 – Nuevo Casas Grandes to Madera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast “Dennis’ Restaurante” we packed up and set course for Paquime, the ruins. In order to get to Paquime one has to go through the old town of Casas Grandes. The old town is much nicer than the new one (Nuevo). Beautiful old world charm in el centro. We stopped to take a few photos. The ruins of Paquime are what is left of a town that was abandoned some 700 years ago. It is believed that it was attacked by the Apache indians in 1340 and unearthed in the mid 20th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed south from Nuevo Casas Grandes across fairly flat farm land (They grow Pecans in this area) and stopped for lunch in Buenaventura. We stopped at a roadside cafe. A typical concrete flat roof building. In Canada or the USA you would not even consider slowing down let alone stopping to eat a place that looked like this. But this is Mexico and Mexico is the land of contradictions. The inside of the restaurant was clean and bright , the owners friendly and the food great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Buenaventura we left the plains and into the Sierra Madre range. Leaving the semi-arid farmland behind, we climbed into pine forest on a nice winding, well maintained road to the town of Madera. We discovered that the word “Madera” in Spanish mean “lumber”. Madera is not a tourist destination but there are several hotels. The one we chose was one of the cheapest. Lee convinced me to check it out and once again we were surprised. Despite the rough look, the room, with private bath, is clean and well maintained. $200 pesos and the owners served us dinner (with beer) for another $130. If at times you are not outside your comfort zone, it’s not an adventure. {Note to Dave: Dave this is your kind of place!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are off to Creel, gateway to the Copper Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6 – Madera to Creel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great breakfast of honest to goodness huevos rancheros we packed up and said our goodbyes to our hostess at Cabanas el Prado. She came right out to the street to wave adios .&lt;br /&gt;The route today took us through a mix of high plains farmland and pine forests as we gradually gained elevation. There was strong wind out blowing of the west that tossed us around a bit and churned up some dust. The temperature is not about 16 or 17C here in Creel. I used my heated jacket at times on this leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Creel around 1:45 and followed the signs to el centro. We parked by the railway station and reached for the Lonely Planet guide book. As luck would have it we were parked 20 metres from the hotel we selected. After setting in the Korachi Hotel it’s time to explore the town and find an internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will ride down to Batopilas and overnight there. It a 2000 metre descent on a single lane dirt road. We plan to return to the highway the next day and make our way south towards Durango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be a few days before we can get another internet connection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7391842127592420984?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7391842127592420984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7391842127592420984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7391842127592420984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7391842127592420984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/into-mexico.html' title='Into Mexico'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_1D8GK3VSI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZtzcEtY_5jI/s72-c/IMG_1063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-8121646713619737244</id><published>2008-04-06T23:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:13:08.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3 – Winslow , AZ to Silver City, NM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_mr8hrLInI/AAAAAAAAANY/1_t66J_2FjA/s1600-h/IMG_1036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_mr8hrLInI/AAAAAAAAANY/1_t66J_2FjA/s400/IMG_1036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186365502213792370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While Lee was scoping out a breakfast spot, I was watching the bikes. And guess what happened... &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, I'm standing on a corner In Winslow, Arizona, and such a fine sight to see. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's a girl, my lord, in a flatbed Ford slowing down to take a look at me....&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Right....!&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Perhaps this happened to Glenn Frey but not me.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Of course, these are the lyrics from the Eagles&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hit.. “Take It Easy”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_mr9BrLIoI/AAAAAAAAANg/r_stkQBL8ug/s1600-h/IMG_1033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_mr9BrLIoI/AAAAAAAAANg/r_stkQBL8ug/s400/IMG_1033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186365510803726978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s a bit of trivia gleaned from cyberspace.... “Jackson Browne wrote this for his first album, but he didn't know how to finish the song. He gave it to his friend Glenn Frey, who needed songs for his new band - the Eagles. Frey finished the song and the Eagles used it as the first song on their first album. (thanks, Bill - Johnstown, PA)”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway... back to the travelogue:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We found “The Falcon” family restaurant on 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Ave. It hasn’t been redecorated since Route 66 was THE highway through town, but the food and service was great. After breakfast we took &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I40 to Holbrook and south on hwy 87 through Snowflake, AZ and hwy 260 (the scenic route) through White Mountain National Forest and the Apache Reservation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m discovering that there is a lot of high elevation terrain in “these here parts”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We climbed once again to over 9000 ft and passed by a ski hill with snow on it!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once again the heated jackets were valuable. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We stopped for a bite to eat in Alpine Arizona. The restaurant we initially selected looked &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it was busy with the after-church crowd so we opted for a local general store that advertised subway sandwiches.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately the sandwiches were not available on Sundays so we settled for a nuked burrito. Yum-yum!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The best part about travelling is the serendipitous encounters. The burrito was not so good but when motorcyclist's paths cross, there is always time for conversation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this particular conversation with a local biker, we were redirected from our planned route and convinced to follow Hwy 191 south from Alpine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What a road!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not for the timid. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For a while I thought we were already in Mexico. Narrow road, tight turns, no guard rails... incredible ride, incredible views! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrived in Silver City around 6:30 and sought out the old downtown area. We are in Palace Hotel, one of the original hotels and dined at a local brew pub.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are heading into Mexico tomorrow. Crossing the border at Las Palomas. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Planned destination is Nuevo Casa Grande. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_mr9hrLIpI/AAAAAAAAANo/5jaZSeyIBCw/s1600-h/IMG_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_mr9hrLIpI/AAAAAAAAANo/5jaZSeyIBCw/s400/IMG_1053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186365519393661586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwy 191 south of Alpine, Arizona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-8121646713619737244?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8121646713619737244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=8121646713619737244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8121646713619737244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/8121646713619737244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-3-winslow-az-to-silver-city-nm.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_mr8hrLInI/AAAAAAAAANY/1_t66J_2FjA/s72-c/IMG_1036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7395201836683042226</id><published>2008-04-05T22:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:14:23.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Escalante to Winslow, AZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day 2 – Escalante to Winslow, AZ&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a leisurely and nutritious breakfast of complementary coffee and left-over veggie pizza we reorganized our packing then waited for the Wells Fargo stage coach to arrive with a fresh supply of cash.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Once re- supplied with US dollars we hit the road heading south again on hwy 12 into the heart of Escalante National Monument.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our chosen route bisected the Escalante &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;from Cannonville &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;roughly Church&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wells (on hwy 89). This road, known as the Cottonwood Road, is not on your basic highway map.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The road is generally passable by 2 wheel drive vehicles but there is a steam crossing, some sand and rough gravel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(It was is our tune up for the descent into Copper Canyon.)  If you want to take this road it is advisable to check at the Cannonville Visitors Centre for road conditions.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Our 1 wheel drive vehicles had no difficulty but there were a few exciting moment early on. With experience, both my riding &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;technique and confidence improved to the point that the ride was very enjoyable. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;About 25% of the way along this road, we stopped for lunch at Grosvenor Arch . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once back on the pavement we followed Hwys 89, 160, 264 &amp;amp; 87 though the Navajo Nation, Hopi Indian Reservation to Winslow, Arizona.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The only uncomfortable factor was the strong west wind but at least the weather is getting warmer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tomorrow we are heading for our Mexico staging destination... Deming, New Mexico&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_hL2xrLIhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/utq64DaW6Mc/s1600-h/IMG_1014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_hL2xrLIhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/utq64DaW6Mc/s400/IMG_1014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185978375336567314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Viewpoint on Hwy 12 south of Escalante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_hL3BrLIiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QoMtcX1IC6E/s1600-h/IMG_1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_hL3BrLIiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QoMtcX1IC6E/s400/IMG_1022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185978379631534626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grosvenor Arch - Just off the Cottonwood Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_hL3BrLIjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mrvKl5fkreY/s1600-h/IMG_1029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_hL3BrLIjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mrvKl5fkreY/s400/IMG_1029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185978379631534642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee on the Cottonwood Road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7395201836683042226?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7395201836683042226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7395201836683042226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7395201836683042226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7395201836683042226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/escalante-to-winslow-az.html' title='Escalante to Winslow, AZ'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_hL2xrLIhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/utq64DaW6Mc/s72-c/IMG_1014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-3171386402075460101</id><published>2008-04-05T07:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T08:03:39.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_eE1xrLIeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZOhVDHbL-0g/s1600-h/IMG_1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_eE1xrLIeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZOhVDHbL-0g/s400/IMG_1009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185759555342770658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        The V-Strom and the Wee-Strom&lt;br /&gt;      (Lee's 1000 cc)   (Bernie's 650cc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_eE2BrLIfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4Ct_SmA7Eec/s1600-h/IMG_0995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_eE2BrLIfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4Ct_SmA7Eec/s400/IMG_0995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185759559637737970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       First of several high passes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_eE2BrLIgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2grmv3hK628/s1600-h/IMG_1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_eE2BrLIgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2grmv3hK628/s400/IMG_1013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185759559637737986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                View of hwy 12 through the Escalante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 on the bikes – Price to Escalante&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;April 4, 2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrived in Price, Utah just before noon and met our congenial vehicle storing host, Denis.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After a tour of Denis’s garage and his interesting collection of bikes and cars we unloaded and prepared our bikes. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our planned route took us down hwy 10 then &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hwy 72 through Fish Lake national forest and finally onto hwy 12 into the Grand Staircase – Escalante National Monument.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(ie park).&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;This route exhibited some of the best Utah scenery that I have seen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are some significant elevation changes along the route and vegetation changes from desert sage brush to mountain pine and poplar forests. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The highest point along our route was 9600 ft asl. Luckily we both brought electrically heated jacket liners because the temperature was not much above freezing &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;along the high ridges.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There was still significant snow on the hillsides but &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the road was clear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our overnight location is a motel in the town of Escalante. Tomorrow we are continuing south on a mix of secondary highways and dirt roads. If the weather is warm enough we plan to camp tomorrow night in Winslow, Arizona.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 Hours on the Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;April 3, 2008&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I left Fernie heading for Calgary to pick up Lee I had a nagging feeling that I had forgotten something.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The plan was to load my bike on the truck and haul an empty trailer to Lee’s place in Calgary, load his bike and pack the truck. After a good night sleep we would head south. Everything was falling into place nicely. With the bikes loaded. We opened a bottle of wine and enjoyed on of Lee’s fantastic meals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly the light went on.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;My helmet!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Where is my helmet?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Shit!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I left it in Fernie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We made a few calculations and discovered that it was only 80K out of our way to reroute through Fernie. So we were on the road at 5am, met Linda at the Blue Toque for breakfast and then continued south.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully with all needed items.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The trip was uneventful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We arrived at a Motel 6 in Lehi, Utah just south&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;of Salt Lake City, almost exactly 20 hours after our early rise in Calgary. It was a long day but it’s only a couple of hours to Price, Utah where has Lee made arrangements to leave the truck and trailer for 6 weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-3171386402075460101?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3171386402075460101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=3171386402075460101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3171386402075460101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/3171386402075460101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/adventure-begins.html' title='The Adventure Begins'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/R_eE1xrLIeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZOhVDHbL-0g/s72-c/IMG_1009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-7731060106557059935</id><published>2008-03-30T17:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:15:31.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while!</title><content type='html'>Since we returned from the Central America Adventure blogging has taken the back seat.  House renovations, business ventures and an expanding family have occupied the major portion of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still renovating our house in Fernie. I've been at it for 3 years now and there's still a lot to do before it is completed.   Linda bought a share of Ghostrider Trading Co., the clothing and gift shop at which she had been working for several years.  Recently I have been busy setting up a business to rent our Kaslo property.  It is called Kaslo House vacation Lodging and is being managed by an enterprising young lady in Kaslo.  (for more info see http://www.kaslohouse.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son Jamie and his wife, Karla returned to Canada with their two children, Aysha and Cohen. They have settled in Fernie. Our daughter Jen and here partner, Dave had a baby girl on new years eve. A beautiful girl name Marley. Needless to say we are enjoying plenty of time with our grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great ski season here in the  Canadian Rockie's. One of the best we have experienced since we have been familiar with this area. We didn't spend as much time on the slopes are we did in the past but that's OK.  More quality, less quantity. However; after a long winter we are looking forward to the summer. In fact we are getting a jump start on the warmer weather by going on another motorcycle trip to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... time to blog again.  I'll try to write daily entries and update the site as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first leg of the trip is through the Sierra Madres and a visit to the Barranca del Cobre area before heading over to the Pacific coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-7731060106557059935?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7731060106557059935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=7731060106557059935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7731060106557059935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/7731060106557059935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while!'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-114390184246194775</id><published>2006-04-01T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T07:30:42.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seda is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/107-0721_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/400/107-0721_IMG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;In the last posting on the Central Am Adventure blog I reported than Dave &amp; Jen's dog, Seda, had gone missing. Well, she has been found!  What great news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that Seda took off on a search for Dave. On the evening of March 24 she apparently decided to take a hike. … to Kaslo.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kaslo is approximately 35K from Jen &amp;amp; Dave’s place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seda has been to Kaslo several times with Dave &amp;amp; Jen as we have a summer house there. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;She was seen in Kaslo on the morning of March 25 and was limping badly. She was treated by the vet in Kaslo and actually had been adopted the day she was found.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dave got wind of her location from the SPCA in Nelson while he was dropping off a poster of Seda. The Nelson SPCA had spoken to the Kaslo vet and Seda fit the description of a lost dog in Kaslo. Jen and Dave drove up to Kaslo and they found Seda sitting on the porch of our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Why she decided to head for Kaslo we will never know, but we are so happy and relieved that she is well and back home. This is a much happier ending to a fabulous trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-114390184246194775?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/114390184246194775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=114390184246194775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/114390184246194775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/114390184246194775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2006/04/seda-is-back.html' title='Seda is Back!'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-113615526959996370</id><published>2006-01-01T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T08:03:05.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;The departure date for our Central America adventure is fast approaching. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Home renovations have ground to a halt and all attention has shifted to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;We are in the final organization and packing phase.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think that we will easily be able to take all we have listed. However, packing in a fashion that allows access to essential items, without the need to unpack everything, is an interesting challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To follow our adventure... click on &lt;a href="http://central-am-adventure.blogspot.com/"&gt;Our Central America Adventure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All four of us, Jen, Dave, Linda and I will post to this site when possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great winter. Best wishes to you all for 2006. See you in April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-113615526959996370?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113615526959996370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=113615526959996370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113615526959996370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113615526959996370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2006/01/countdown-to-departure.html' title='Countdown to Departure'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-113540006994297017</id><published>2005-12-23T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:54:29.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/warm_spot-by_fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/320/warm_spot-by_fire.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/deco-gingerbread1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/320/deco-gingerbread1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/xmas%20tree%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/320/xmas%20tree%2005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/linda%20_baking1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/320/linda%20_baking1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/deco_%29gingerbread2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/320/deco_%29gingerbread2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;‘Twas 2 nights before Christmas and all heady with glee&lt;br /&gt;assembled, we toiled to decorate the tree.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popcorn and cranberries had yesterday been strung&lt;br /&gt;but the gingerbread cookies had yet to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Linda mixed up the concoction and baked them with ease.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us struggled to decorate to please.&lt;br /&gt;With concentration and dexterity we squeezed out the sugar&lt;br /&gt;into patterns and costumes exceeding cleaver.&lt;br /&gt;As the puppies relaxed in distant locations&lt;br /&gt;with heads upon paws in careless positions,&lt;br /&gt;we hung our creations with care on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a wonderful experience… as you can see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Merry Christmas to you all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA"&gt;Bernie, Linda, Jamie, Karla, Aysha, Jenny &amp;amp; Dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-113540006994297017?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113540006994297017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=113540006994297017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113540006994297017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113540006994297017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home for the holidays...'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-113099629711238659</id><published>2005-11-02T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T22:38:17.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow for Halloween</title><content type='html'>The snow has arrived!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Only a few inches of “snowman snow” but enough to make transportation challenging, both driving and walking. Check out the link to Craig’s Site for pics.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I had my MC in the bike shop to get some new tires installed for the trip.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In the middle of the snow fall the service rep called me to let me know that my bike was ready. He told me that the snow tires had been installed!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I picked it up with the trailer.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Work is progressing on the reno.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Painting is completed and work has commenced on the kitchen cabinets and in-floor heating (depending on what material is on hand or readily available).&lt;br/&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-113099629711238659?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113099629711238659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=113099629711238659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113099629711238659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113099629711238659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2005/11/snow-for-halloween.html' title='Snow for Halloween'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18458272.post-113068147542316333</id><published>2005-10-30T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T07:15:34.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mile Zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/117-1799_IMG.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/200/117-1799_IMG.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/1600/118-1802_IMG.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8103/1805/200/118-1802_IMG.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-CA"&gt;Welcome to Bernie &amp;amp; Linda's Weblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our first post so it is primarily a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are deeply embroiled in the renovation of our little house in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-CA"&gt;Fernie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-CA"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-CA"&gt;BC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-CA"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-CA"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-CA"&gt;. I have just been reminded by Linda that we have not taken many renovation pictures lately. Now is as good a time as any.... (we need test photos anyway). While they are uploading I'll add a few more words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is fast approaching in the Southern Canadian Rockies. While walking over to the ParkPlace wine store we noticed that the rain appeared to be starting to adopt a translucent appearance. It looks like we might have to shovel it by morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are more or less ready for winter. The old VW van is garaged, the motorcycle(s) have been tucked-in and we have buried a few nuts to keep us going until we head south. Our supplier of wood (for the fireplace) has disappeared into the bush on a hunting expedition and we have just about exhausted our scrap wood. Hope he returns soon! (sans Bambi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get an extra hour of sleep tonight, thanks to the time change. Linda has been explaining to Ben (our dog) that he must wait an additional hour before whining for breakfast tomorrow morning!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18458272-113068147542316333?l=thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/113068147542316333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18458272&amp;postID=113068147542316333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113068147542316333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18458272/posts/default/113068147542316333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehidewayoflife.blogspot.com/2005/10/mile-zero.html' title='Mile Zero'/><author><name>Bernie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15539604827452944266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_szEpO5Tgt-k/SVekK0m8FsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kR73fjXy_Ok/S220/bnlangelslanding700.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
