On the Road (without Punky)
Well, we’ve had 10 days or so to deal with our loss and figure you would still want to hear from us on the blog, so here we are again. We are currently south of Huatulco which is way south of
-2 tarantulas crossing the road ( beautiful with black and reddish brown coloring – maybe rosy tarantulas?)
-lots of squished snakes of various sizes
-lots of road kill – everything from horses to dogs to iguanas to skunks
- some amazing sunsets
- humpback whales somewhere north of
- felt an earthquake shake the ground under our tent for a few seconds one night
- got bit like crazy by no-seeums in San Blas – they have only now a week later quit itching
- met our relatives, Stan, Mary, Dick, Cathy, Bob & Ethel in Chalaca and spent an extra day camping and visiting with them – very nice!!!
- beaches and coconut trees to die for
- the coastline where the totugas come to lay their eggs and millions of turtle eggs and even a big dead turtle (70 lbs)
- Puerto Escondido – one of the nicest gringo towns we have seen so far
I have got to say something about the road carnage down here! The roads are covered with o-possum patties, rat raisins, snake smoothies, iguana pancakes, squished skunk, dog rugs and of course big fat cows, donkeys, the odd horse mule and virtually anything that can and does move! Obviously you need to be a night driver (rider) to be a Mexican road hunter as our daylight stints show very little (other than the odd tarantula or iguana to gun down).
Now we should talk topes (large chunks of various hard substances put in the middle of the road to slow down Mexican grand-prix racers. On the back roads these things pop with annoying frequency and although no problem on a MC semis and old junkers slow down to a standstill, causing huge delays in making any progress. We have found topes come in three types: 1) The nice “ski jump” topes that you can slam into at full speed with little trouble 2) The “ball buster” topes that you hit, your load slams you in your ass and drives you into the fuel tank and 3) the “non-existent” (sign only) topes which work amazing well for the first time through traveler like us! So like the good Mexican said: wanna play topes roulette…don’t slow down and take your chances!
Lets yap garbage. The signs say No Tirar Basura (which I believe means dump your garbage or pay a fine) but actually means “no dumping garbage”. A drive through the country shows that Mexicans do not understand their own language and I had to laugh when we went through km’s of solid garbage and hit the town of
Until next time SALUD!