Yes,
you have finally made it to the last page for this trip. Congratulations!
The
final few days of the trip were spent in El Fuerte, Choix and Yuma.
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day, another church.
This church was
located in Choix, which is about 80 miles off the main road.
But, this one was
different then the traditional churches which we have seen to
date. It looked more "Southwestern", as if it belonged
in Arizona, not Mexico. |
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| Maybe
a possible "bus to motorhome" conversion project. |
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| We
always enjoy fresh squeezed orange juice when we visit Mexico.
For some reason,
it always taste different then the orange juice from the other side of
the border. It has a distinctive tart flavor. |
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| This
is downtown Choix. We saw no other tourist.
That always makes
it an enjoyable destination for us. We feel that we have found
another world, where things are accomplished differently, than at home. |
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This dam was built about
50 miles from Mexico's "Copper Canyon". The area was beautiful.
If it had been in the U.S., I am sure that a dam would not have been allowed to
have been built in this location. After we took this picture, Mexicans
with guns, took our camera. We were told it would be returned to us, when
we were ready to leave the area. It was.
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We
tried to return to the motorhome, via a different route.
We were
unsuccessful.
The train tracks
in the background are the tracks from Los Mochis to Creel which we were fortunate
enough to have ridden with my father, a few years ago.
That was another
great adventure. |
| If I
had more nerve, this would have been an excellent picture of 7 ladies
bathing in a reservoir. But I respected their privacy.
The lady in blue
was at least 70 years old. She walked into the water fully
clothed, and started bathing and washing her hair.
They certainly do
things differently in Mexico. |
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| We
rode the R100GS on a dirt road to the "Lago Presa Miguel
Hidalgo".
This lake was
huge, but had no development, except this small 12 room fishing hotel.
We had a light
lunch and a beer or two to smooth out the ride back to El Fuerte. |
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This was
the cement, above ground pool at the hotel on the lake.
This is
the train station at which we arrived in El Fuerte two years ago on another
trip.
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This
is the church, on the village square in El Fuerte. |
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Sandy
at the town square. |
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| The
municipal building on the other side of El Fuerte's village square. |
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It is
now time to head north, towards home.
This is
always the depressing part of the trip!
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This
is a common sight on the highways of Mexico. I would guess that
there were as many as 40 people riding in trucks like this.
We were not able
to get close enough to see if they had seat belts on, or at least their
ankles tied to the floor boards of the cargo area. |
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These
trucks were backed up for 3 miles. They were waiting for a machine
which is moved over the truck and X-rays the contents of the tractor and
trailer.
It is a slow
process, and creates terribly long delays. |
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We had
a short respite in Yuma, which gave Sandy time with her dad.
We always enjoy
the time we are able to spend with the snowbirds in Yuma. |
It was now
time to head back to the ranch, and our reality.
The
Bluebird performed flawlessly for the entire trip. Not bad for an
"Old Gal".
Adios!
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