Los Sabalos Resort Hotel Mazatlan

Tried the Internet cafes but both closed early am, no google so its the old fashioned ask someone!<br>Passed a bike - quad repair shop of sorts on my way out of town, as always friendly and helpful, they put me onto a Kawasaki shop 3 blocks away. Not dry but lube.<br>Back on my way on the Mex 15, more bandits in toll booths, I've got to get better maps to avoid them!<br>Stopped for lunch of burritos and coca cola around Havojoa.<br>This ...

... funny.  Everyone&#8217;s so scared of what they don&#8217;t know so they assume the worst.  "Everyone's going to rip you off, you can't communicate, watch out for the crooks!"  However, once you&#8217;re in a situation like this all you have to do is approach them with open, honest hearts and they will return the favor.  Life is good and people are good.<br><br>Devin is really getting used to the driving here!  Of course it&#8217;s crazy and manic but it&#8217;s efficient!  I ...

... in that it is extremely fine-textured and hard packed for the most part -- like hard fine finishing cement. The result is not a lot of dust like we would expect on a gravel road at home, hardly dusty at all for a desert! The bus pulled up to a house and the twenty or so of us got off and wandered into a covered yard at the side of the house where we found five Indian musicians...old men in jeans and cowboy hats with leathery copper-coloured skin made that way from decades in ...

... out at extremely slow speeds, that is how fast it goes the whole way. It was a good 10 hour ride to Creel but the train is nice and comfortable with a dining and bar cart. Another side note is that you get some decent views from the train but not really any of the main canyon. You really need to stay overnight in one of the towns along the way to see and explore the canyon. Otherwise, you're just on a long slow train ride.

... next day. And next.....! We were a bit worried about being shouted at on our way out the last time, but oddly enough, the guests in reception (which consisted of several middle aged businessmen) didn´t seem to mind the presence of 2 girls with wet t-shirts clinging to their bikinis strolling through the lobby. Can´t wait to tell Jason who got chucked out of similar posh hotel in Cancun for trying the same trick. Sorry pet, try growing a pair of boobies next time!

... I asked all of the restaurateurs and trinket peddlers about the class, and all seemed to think I was just one more silly gringo, which, I suppose, I was. By this time, it was Saturday again, and I had learned nothing, technically. I had spent time hanging out with my old friend Japhy, who's biking to Tierra Del Fuego, and I met Arody Garcia, a local artist and hung out with him a bit. He was a generous and informative guide to ...

... with families of Mexicanos dressed up to the nines. Alot of Tequila fuelled blokes stumbling around too. Was nearly tempted with a few shots but thought better of it. Plenty of time to sample the Tequila's elsewhere. Made the decision to definately move on to La Paz tomorrow. This place is abit too pricey, no beaches nearby and no good bars. The people are really nice though and this is the kind of non-commercial place everyone that comes here loves. 2nd ...

... half standing routine as I wander around taking photos. We're cruising slowly up the coast. Oh my gosh - is that, could that be blue footed boobies? Yep it is!! I knew they were in this area but never thought I would see them. Well, they are on rocks, many rocks. And many birds. I'm just snapping away. Then someone says "dolphins." Two off the left side. Then more, at least four spotted on the right side, then more. There's a group of eight. Then six. Everyone is ...

... maybe $800 a month. In exchange, he's allowed to do business without being bothered by the law. It's like paying rent. It's that easy. The prison, where Carlos preaches three days a week is no different. The guards act as wholesalers to the inmates running a drug business inside the prison walls. "What do you need this week?" says the prison guard to the inmate. "I need three bags of marijuana and some cocaine," is the answer. Carlos has been ...

... landscape!!! And unfortunately I react with itchy welts; I look as though I've been hugging a beehive! Ahhh, the itch of it all! ...never going there again...no way, no how... Our journey now takes us across the Sea of Cortez to Isla San Francisco where we'll start northward before crossing back over to San Carlos and driving home to Kelowna and Yellowknife. Enjoy the pics...See you all soon!