Babbette’s Great MEXICAN adventure…

The first days in Arizona were spent outfitting Babbette with bash plate, crash bars and a fat foot for the side stand. Next she got a brand
new set of Continental TKC 80’s.Then it was off to buy Mexican liability insurance.
  Once this was in hand it was off to Aqua Pietro for a visa for me and importation papers for Babbette.  bbette'This was accomplished by parking on the US side of the border and walking across for the paper work. This was a lot easier than driving in and out of Mexico for papers.  This allowed us to cross the border later at Naco, which was much quicker and a lot less hassle.  We met Ron Green in Bisbee, Arizona and headed into Mexico. We drove thru Nogales, Janos, Dublan and spent the first night  in Casa Grande with Chuck and Ron in a rented hacienda. 

After a great evening meal and a good (cold) nights’ sleep it was off to the south for about 400 kilometers to meet a few more bikers in Creel, Chihuahua..
Plans were made to ride to Cascada de Basaseachic, the second highest waterfall in North America. Because of the draught in Mexico it was less than dramatic, but still beautiful.

Back to Creel and Mr. Pollo which became our favorite restaurant in Creel. Mesquite grilled chicken. A whole chicken with grilled onions, grilled jalapenos, salsa, chips, salad and limes all for 70 pesos.( less than $6.00US  ) all washed down with plenty of Tecata, the cheapest beer in Mexico.

This is a road side taco stand on the way to the copper canyon. Jeff, Chuck and Rocky. We quite often ate at small outdoor stands.

The next day the real adventure began as we rode to Batapilas in the bottom of the Copper Canyon. This entailed riding about 4 hours from Creel and then descending into the Canyon on “dirt” for bout 40 kilometers, about another 2 ½  hours, which seemed like 6 hours. The beginning of the “dirt” was in very rough shape due to the Mexican Govt. building a paved road (blasting) above the dirt road and letting all the rock debris fall into the lower gravel road. Then pushing the larger rocks over the edge into the canyon below. This “road” only lasted for about 1/3 of a mile. Then the road became much narrower, steeper and less predictable in terms of tire traction. Thankful for the TKC 80’s  as it would have been the ride from Hell without them….actually it was still the road from Hell. Here is a picture from the start of the Canyon ride near the top looking down into the abyss. The little white line at 5 o’clock is the road down to the river about 1/3 of the way to Batopilas.

This gives you a sense of the roads.                                                      Crossing the river bridge.           

Some photos of Batopilas

Some photos of Batopilas

The road on the way out.. The “road”
 
Where the debris falls from above on the way out. We had to wait 2 ½ hours for a truck to be pulled by a caterpillar with tracks thru this section of about 2/3 of a mile. I dropped Babbette twice in this section. The above picture shows 3 Mexican men who ran up and helped me ride (push) Babbette thru part of this section. Chuck and I, headed back to Creel and Mr. Pollo. Then we did a superb set of twisties from Creel to Yecora. 7 hours of absolute bliss. Not a lot of pictures here because of the smile factor.

Chuck and I headed to Ciudad Obregon, but used the GPS to skirt the busy roads and drove thru a beautiful valley with miles and miles of green crops and agriculture. Looked a lot like California and showed how so much of our food is grown in Mexico. The odd thing is you rarely see this food for sale in Mexico. It seems like it’s all grown for export. Next we headed to Alamos, circa 1620 and one of the places Mexicans go as tourists. It’s kind of there version of  colonial Williamsburg.




We rented a casitas for a couple of nights in Alamos. It was very private with a secure courtyard, we paid about $48.00 dollars a night for it. Clean, comfortable with a great shower and satellite TV that played B movies in English with Spanish subtitles. Helped a lot with learning the language and now I can swear like a sailor in Spanish.
 
We did a few dirt roads around Alamos and Babbette had another drop. After Alamos we headed to Guaymas and the coast. ( Gulf of California). Then on to San Carlos and fresh sea food

And a fresh sea breeze.Then we headed north to Banamichi and a few river crossings.

 After Alamos we headed to Guaymas and the coast. ( Gulf of California). Then on to San Carlos and fresh sea food.
We stayed at the Hotel Los Arcos de Sonora with hosts Tom and Lynn Mattews who run Wild Turkey tours in Mexico.
 A beautiful hotel, the nicest we had on the whole trip.

 

Well I hope this gives you a little taste of Mexico. See you Monday night and I’ll try to show a 10 minute slide show that my buddy Chuck put together after the trip.

Soleman