Morning in Tamasopo.

The building codes appear to be vastly different than those in Texas.

What are these plants?

How do they make orange juice in Mexico? By freshly squeezing it. Most places that serve orange juice seemed to serve it fresh. And it was delicious.

At breakfast, Milton showed off his elbow. Black and blue from wrist to bicep.

Roof dog. Barking at everyone who passes by. I don’t know why there are roof dogs in Mexico but there are. And barking at you as you walk by is what they do.

There was considerable debate amongst the group about what to do next. JT, Chuck, and Milton wanted to take the next two days and ride a circuitous route north to Galeana and then slab it to Texas from there. In contrast, I was done and advocated that we take a more direct route to the border. Eventually, we decided the best solution was to split the group. Milton headed off to explore the area around Bustamante. JT and Chuck peeled off once we arrived in Ciudad Victoria so they could ride the road from Santa Engracia to General Zaragoza. Bob, Scott, and I made a beeline for the border.


This is sugar cane territory. There were miles and miles of fields of sugar cane. Workers manually cut the cane in the fields.

It is then loaded in large trailers.

And hauled to the sugar cane factory.

Not much story to tell after this for my group of three. We rode back to Reynosa, processed ourselves and our bikes out of the country, and overnighted in McAllen.

In summary, I would have to say this is one of my three best motorcycling trips ever, rivalling my trip to Copper Canyon and the first ride to Galeana. It’s a long ride so I don’t expect lots of adventure riders to venture to the areas we went. But for those that do, I expect they will discover it to be¬†well worth the effort.