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Mexico/Los Mochis Active vacation 2005
Copper Canyon Express from Creel to Los Mochis
Rocks and rolls, clicks and lacks, groans and moans. One train car is freezing, the next hot. In total there are 5 cars and three engines. It would seem all ver old stock and generally in poor condition. Stops and Starts, sometimes to weld the track back together sometimes to let passéngers on or off. Seats are generally not comfortable, some do recline a little but sleeping is difficult due to the poor ergonomics of the seats. Views from the dirty window is good, but from between the cars is outstanding: Rock walls, bouldered river channels and stream beds all smoothed over by green vegetation with spots of fall leaves turning bright yellow and orange. Sun is setting so the light on the mountain tops is moving from soft white to rose, the hard granet streaked with gray, white, green and yellow. You breathe a mixture of diesel smoke, cigarette smoke and pines!
10- 26 Los Mochis is a lively town. The guide books said it was only good a a port to La Paz and to the Copper Canyon. We found it to be fun! We stayed in a hotel the night before we left for the Copper Canyon storing our bike in lthe hotel and then stayed the night after we returned from the CC at midnight. We moved our operations to a campground on the north of town – laundered, interneted, and rested. Our day heading south toward Mazatlan – many days of riding – ended at Playa Las Glorias, 40 km out of Gusave. We rode 104 tough, hot miles. A man stopped us on the road and asked if we needed help, we told him we were just very hot and tired. He asked where we were going: we said Mr Moro’s. When we arrived 6 VERY LONG SLOW km – the gentleman, Tavi (ie: Mr Moro) greeted us with beers! Yeah! Our hero.
Mr Moro was a stop over for about 20 RV’s that had come through the CC on flat cars. It is a 23 day tour through the Canyon to Mazatlan and back north through Los Alamos with a stop here. This is a wine and dine tour – shrimp fest! The RV’ers invited us to eat with them and gave us a couple of new paper back books. Thank goodness for new reading material!
We were awakened by 20 idling RV’s, filing out of a difficult parking situation. We took a walk on a deserted beach, watching fishermen bring in the morning catch. Later in the day we swam, body surfed, read and napped under the palapas as dozens of pelican flew in a pelaton over the waves.
We also spent part of the day trying to repair our wheel. Velocity deep rims were rubbing and freezing the rear wheel. Somehow has spread at one spot, causing the break pads on both sides to rub the rim and freeze the wheel. With some thought, two pieces of wood and a found pair of pliers, Art squeezed the rim back into shape and Judee trued the wheel.
This has been a good layover. The 104km took the wind out of sails. Mr Moro’s had a grassy, shaded spot for our tent, a room to shower in with big towels, shampoo and body lotion supplied. Are we in Mexico? When Tavi offered us a ride back into town and to a bike shop, we accepted.
10/27-10/29 Mexico/Las Glorias to Gusave Active >
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10/20- 10/22 Mexico/Los Mochis to Creel Active
Rocks and rolls, clicks and lacks, groans and moans. One train car is freezing, the next hot. In total there are 5 cars and three engines. It would seem all ver old stock and generally in poor condition. Stops and Starts, sometimes to weld the track back together sometimes to let passéngers on or off. Seats are generally not comfortable, some do recline a little but sleeping is difficult due to the poor ergonomics of the seats. Views from the dirty window is good, but from between the cars is outstanding: Rock walls, bouldered river channels and stream beds all smoothed over by green vegetation with spots of fall leaves turning bright yellow and orange. Sun is setting so the light on the mountain tops is moving from soft white to rose, the hard granet streaked with gray, white, green and yellow. You breathe a mixture of diesel smoke, cigarette smoke and pines!
10- 26 Los Mochis is a lively town. The guide books said it was only good a a port to La Paz and to the Copper Canyon. We found it to be fun! We stayed in a hotel the night before we left for the Copper Canyon storing our bike in lthe hotel and then stayed the night after we returned from the CC at midnight. We moved our operations to a campground on the north of town – laundered, interneted, and rested. Our day heading south toward Mazatlan – many days of riding – ended at Playa Las Glorias, 40 km out of Gusave. We rode 104 tough, hot miles. A man stopped us on the road and asked if we needed help, we told him we were just very hot and tired. He asked where we were going: we said Mr Moro’s. When we arrived 6 VERY LONG SLOW km – the gentleman, Tavi (ie: Mr Moro) greeted us with beers! Yeah! Our hero.
Mr Moro was a stop over for about 20 RV’s that had come through the CC on flat cars. It is a 23 day tour through the Canyon to Mazatlan and back north through Los Alamos with a stop here. This is a wine and dine tour – shrimp fest! The RV’ers invited us to eat with them and gave us a couple of new paper back books. Thank goodness for new reading material!
We were awakened by 20 idling RV’s, filing out of a difficult parking situation. We took a walk on a deserted beach, watching fishermen bring in the morning catch. Later in the day we swam, body surfed, read and napped under the palapas as dozens of pelican flew in a pelaton over the waves.
We also spent part of the day trying to repair our wheel. Velocity deep rims were rubbing and freezing the rear wheel. Somehow has spread at one spot, causing the break pads on both sides to rub the rim and freeze the wheel. With some thought, two pieces of wood and a found pair of pliers, Art squeezed the rim back into shape and Judee trued the wheel.
This has been a good layover. The 104km took the wind out of sails. Mr Moro’s had a grassy, shaded spot for our tent, a room to shower in with big towels, shampoo and body lotion supplied. Are we in Mexico? When Tavi offered us a ride back into town and to a bike shop, we accepted.
