Location: San Miguel de Allende, Mexico
Punctures to date: 2
Months on the road: 3
Tortilla count: 569
Crashes this stretch: 4
after leaving Guadalajara, I came upon a small town 2 days later called San Miguel de Alto. I immediately fell in love with the town and a small group of friends living there. After spending one day, I knew I had to leave or the situation could become permanent. The Vortex, as they say... I zoomed onward to Guanajuato, and spent an afternoon exploring it's many interesting tunnels and alleyways. My photos don't do it justice. Just come visit. It is sensory overload. Afterwards, I decided that I needed some pain, sweat, and misery, so I took off on dirt roads up through the mountains. The roads thinned to tracks to a little trail. I lugged everything up and over the mountains and down the other side. I was rewarded with sweeping views and some great downhills on old cow trails. After taking my bearings (I had no idea where I was), I rode onwards to San Miguel de Allende. This place is chock full of artists, colonial architecture, and a bit too many retirees. Nonetheless, it is beautiful. Next destination is a place called Barranca del Tolantongo-- I can barely place it on the map, but I hear it's nice this time of year. Somewhere southeast in the mountains...
I leave you with a video of some serious chicken...
Drool Inducing Brick Rotisserie Oven from trog dor on Vimeo.
Onwards!
Punctures to date: 2
Months on the road: 3
Tortilla count: 569
Crashes this stretch: 4
after leaving Guadalajara, I came upon a small town 2 days later called San Miguel de Alto. I immediately fell in love with the town and a small group of friends living there. After spending one day, I knew I had to leave or the situation could become permanent. The Vortex, as they say... I zoomed onward to Guanajuato, and spent an afternoon exploring it's many interesting tunnels and alleyways. My photos don't do it justice. Just come visit. It is sensory overload. Afterwards, I decided that I needed some pain, sweat, and misery, so I took off on dirt roads up through the mountains. The roads thinned to tracks to a little trail. I lugged everything up and over the mountains and down the other side. I was rewarded with sweeping views and some great downhills on old cow trails. After taking my bearings (I had no idea where I was), I rode onwards to San Miguel de Allende. This place is chock full of artists, colonial architecture, and a bit too many retirees. Nonetheless, it is beautiful. Next destination is a place called Barranca del Tolantongo-- I can barely place it on the map, but I hear it's nice this time of year. Somewhere southeast in the mountains...
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| Whoa guys, this one is extra steep. |
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| I was going to sleep here without the tent, but there were just too many crawly things exploring my face as I was trying to fall asleep. |
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| outside of mirandillas |
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| having a hitchhiking discussion with Oscar at the tennis match. (photo Rut Encino) |
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| Where your delicious organic tea comes from. Rut's greenhouse dome. |
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| I helped Rut by picking Calendula. Very educational and fun day. Send an email to adelfa.mr @ gmail if you'd like to order some. |
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| The ''Homeless'' friends of San Miguel de Alto |
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| The entire town is built from a pink stone called Cantera. Here a motorcycle zooms by, reflected in a car hood. |
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| probably the most disgusting shampoo ever. i think i need another shower. Yumm, placenta passion. |
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| neon lights on the spanish church. welcome to Mexico. |
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| San Miguel de Alto with a master world traveler: Oscar. Someday we will pit bike against thumb in a race. |
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| In case the stacks and mudflaps weren't enough, I wrote it on my tailgate with electrical tape. You can't imagine my excitement. I miss the whistle of Ol' Swolley!!!!! |
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| 1963 Datsun for sale. 60,000 pesos. Probably one of the few cars that appears to be on Donks when they're really 17s. |
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| Probably the most agressive cycling sign i've ever seen. He's in the drops! |
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| Dolfin therapy? Awesome. |
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| Jesus = up. |
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| A step up from the hobby horse, this guy just lacks a down tube. |
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| Another day gone by, outside León. |
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| Entering Guanajuato, the most colorful city ever. |
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| Welcome to Guanajuato. |
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| Have some tacos and jugo de jamaica. |
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| Guanajuato is full of tunnels. A moto whizzes by in the darkenss. |
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| The streets are narrow and full of cobbles or bricks and cool doors and balconies. |
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| cool doors everywhere, some with very legit iron work. some just neat patina. |
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| mural and guanajuato cityscape. |
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| so full of color! Guanajuato! |
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| evening time in Guanajuato. |
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| Watercooled VW bus! |
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| This Willy's had power steering and an oilpan big enough to swallow one of the old 4-cylinders. Unfortunately, I couldn't find the owner to pop the hood. |
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| chilling at the top of the funicular. |
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| Rooftop camping in Guanajuato. Dawn. |
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| Back into the desert for some crusty exploration. Ahhhhhh. |
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| Some hooligans in El Cubo. Notice the mining equipment playground. There is some seriously insane downhill riding the concrete alleyways in this town. |
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| Crunching gravel in the Guanajuato desert. |
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| Plunging down some cow trail into oblivion. The trail actually crossed the mountains beyond, but that was an extremely heinous day. |
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| Getting into the cactus forest. |
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| then up into the oak forests. not very rideable at this point. |
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| Camping below the gear shuttle section. |
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| midway up the steepest stretch with an empty Tatanka. |
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| rewarded at the top with some cool hard rock singletrack riding. |
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| dropping down the other side. most was too steep and loose for my skill level and 100 lb. bike. |
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| above my skill level. |
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| Cool ranch sign out in the Guanajuato desert. |
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| Shot-up signs just remind me of America. |
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| Relaxing in Parque Juarez in San Miguel de Allende |
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| Billy's shop with lots of natural light and automotive mobiles. (automobiles?) |
Drool Inducing Brick Rotisserie Oven from trog dor on Vimeo.
Onwards!
1 comments:
and all I did was finally manage some intermediate terrain on snowboard without falling - I am envious of your adventures!!! and appreciative of the pics :)
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