Hot and Cold
From the sunny sandy Mazatlan to the skating rink in Durango. Quite a change of scenery, and what a road to get there!
We had been staying at “the funky monkey” hostel in Mazatlan, the cheapest option around. But also quite nice! It proved popular with folks on motorbikes, with gated parking.Â Lev, Jayne and I had pondered forming a motorcycle gang, but that plan is on hiatus for now, as we went inland and Lev down the coast. We will likely reconvene further south.
Highway 40 between Mazatlan and Durango is tops on the list of roads so far. It was recommended to us by Eric, another couchsurfer we met in La Paz. He called it “the road of 3000 curves”. A very apt nickname. The additional challenge is the semi-trailers also enjoying this route. We really put our Sena communicators to work,Â zipping past a truck when I could, then radio back to Jayne when clear up ahead. The trip took about 6 hours, and 5 of them were amazing… Then it got cold.
The temperature change was pretty abrupt, and by the time we arrived in Durango it was around 3-5 degrees. We had stopped to put on extra layers and gloves several times. Jayne hates being cold, as we’ve discovered before.
A confusing police checkstop later (they don’t ever make reasonable hand signals to wave you through), we had arrived in Durango.
It felt like the Christmas we were missing at home. Cold, christmas lights everywhere downtown, even outdoor ice skating! Our host Frida had never been skating before, so we taught her.
She learned quickly! Impressive since the skates were basically butter knives. A touch up with the Letherman helped, but left a lot to be desired. Regardless, an amazingly fun novelty that we never expected to find while down here in Mexico.
When we weren’t out gallivanting around downtown, Visiting Jorje Luis’s Vet clinic or riding Gondolas; I was helping to hang pictures and mirrors around the house while Jayne made cookies and Lasagna! We’ve had a great time here in Durango, again finding ourselves staying days longer than expected. Loving every second of it.
Here’s some more photos, nicely positioned all over the place for now until I try to figure out how to fix it. And below: another edition of Motorcycle minute.
After drilling holes in the walls for our couch surfing host, I took advantage of the available drill and drilled holes in my panier boxes. I’ve been pondering for awhile now on how to lock them. Finally devised a way to lock them without having to bolt through the case.
Also cleaned my Air filter after all the dusty roads I’ve been on. That was overdue. The more I read about the K&N filter (and its poor filtering abilities), the more I think a stock foam filter is in my future. For now I’ll reinforce its abilities with some old pantyhose I got from Frida, and change my oil sooner than later.