End of Day 2, and arrival at destination.

in inthewind •  7 years ago 

I only got off the map once on the trip, and it didn't really cost  me any time, and provided scenery that I otherwise would have bypassed on the highway.

This is the beginning of the free way to Valle, I bet I crossed over the toll road twice and under it once, but it sure was fun on those curves, and cool in the mountains.


 These are the bikes that were at the little store. 

These are pics from near the middle of this part:

This is overlooking the toll road.


El Higo had the worst road in Mexico, I was gonna take pics but I was getting burned out, and burned up.

My lips and nose liked to fell off in the week after this day.

If I had known that El Higo was only an introduction to the bad roads I would have stopped here and slept for the night.


But as it was, I stopped for tacos and gas in the next town, and the fella said I was no more than 80 km from where I was headed, so I figured it couldn't take more than 2 hours to get there.

Boy, was I wrong.

The potholes were more plentiful than the roads, I lost my bags off to one side to one of them.

It sent my tail end airborne and the bags off the board supporting them.

I got pulled over, at a whorehouse on the highway, and dumped the bike over because I couldn't lift it and the bags.

I got the bags unstrapped and righted the bike, then took a little break.

I knew it was a cathouse because of the neon sign and cars coming and going with their lights out.

If that wasn't enough I could hear the activities coming out from under the lip built into the wall to support the motel's neon sign, there must have been windows under there somewhere, there was little doubt as to what was going on.

I figured somebody would come out and ask me what I was doing, but they never did.

I got the bags back on, took off and was immediately driving like I was drunk.

I could see better, I changed the lenses in my goggles and got the headlight aimed at the road and not the trees above it, but my strapping job had allowed the duffle bag to drop off to one side and I was having to compensate by steering in the opposite direction.

I stopped at the next town, luckily not far, and retied the bags.

At this point I was near 800 miles into the trip and in much need of relief in my posterier regions.

They don't call these trips 'Iron Butts' without good reason.

Finally made it.

About 1am.

The neighbors came out to see why the dogs were going crazy, I explained that I was waiting on my friend to wake up, and they went back inside.

He did, about 5 and was overjoyed that I had made it back.



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Nice humor inserted within your tale of woe FreeBorn...Like the pics as well...Regards @angryman

the road was bad, I thought that in Venezuela the roads were bad, I see that in Mexico too, haha ​​..
His trip was long and exhausting, his bike endured to the end.

I love those 80's bikes, not much to go wrong on them,...

You made it, and so did the trusty old steed, I am getting a few of my bikes out this week, now the snow has pissed off, and spring has sprung. Enjoy the freedom bro - freedom or nothing.

Yes, there is nothing like a motorcycle to feel free, much safer than flying,...

Speaking of bikes, I bought another 2 today, 1 is a 1983 Suzuki x7 250, I love 2 strokes, especially twin cylinder or more :-)

You are a lucky man,...

I got a wolf pack growing bro, got over 40 of he damn things now.

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Good lord, you could outfit your own club,...

Cool to read about how it is to travel on bike :) I would never own one, its not my thing because im sure id kill myself on one hahaha. I liked horses better when i was at the age of motorbikes as a kid :) Is this in mexico or where is it? thanks for sharing!

Yes, Mexico.
The first year on a bike is the most dangerous, but even the following years are just waiting for a moments lapse in judgement.

I don't recommend riding to folks that don't already do it, it's just too dangerous, only for rebels that took off young.

I should've gotten the bike in more pics, but I was getting tired of being on it after 800 miles in 2 days.

your trip is really tiring but all your tiredness was paid off with beautiful sceneries based on your photos. And am glad you made it and enjoyed well the ride.

Yes, my backside took a day or two to recover, not much stretching room as loaded as the bike was.

good post my friends