Difficult and all as it was to leave Bill's beautiful retreat in Mazatlan, I was glad to be finally back on the bike after my longer than planned stop over. It felt as though I was riding the loaded tourer for the first time, it had never felt heavier and I reckoned it was going to take me a day or so to get fully back into the swing of the cycling.
|Nick, the mayor of Esquinapa and myself talking politics|
|Nick and myself with Tony and Carlos, who work for El Presidente after they very kindly invited us out for dinner that evening.|
Two days later we made it to the quaint little beach town of Platanitos where we camped out the back of a restaurant that had an old dilapidated terrace with a beautiful view over the beach. It was a beautiful setting but we were not on our own. Both Nick and I got chewed alive by a swarm of tiny biting bugs that made it hard to sit still that evening and the following morning.
|Nick admiring the view of the beach near the end of the day.|
After two days of mostly climbing I had earned a day off at the famous town of Tequilla.
|Local mural on way into town of Tequila|
|Distileria La Alborada, a local family run distillery|
On my day off I had a good look around this charming town with it's numerous distilleries. I did a tour of the above distillery. I am not usually a big fan of tequila but I did enjoy my free shot at the end of the tour. The friendly son who gave me the tour was keen to provide me with a few different tasters including their version of something similar to Bailey's. Walking around the town a short time later in the heat of the afternoon sun on an empty stomach I started to feel the effects of the tour. The following day I climbed out of Tequila and that evening negotiated my way through the traffic to arrive safely in Mexico's second city of Guadalajara.
|Some agave plants from which the tequila is made growing wild by the side of the road.|