Assorted photos from last weekend's motorcycle camping trip. The Camp, the Bike, the Bacon, the Bugs and a few Goats.
Hailstorm on Sunday afternoon, pretty good one. Managed to stay fairly dry and keep the fire alive.
I've camped quite a few time at Presa del Peralillo, Santa Rosa but for the first time on Monday morning, I took a little swim in the lake.
Ulbator gear, of course.
This weekend, we took it to the Santa Rosa mountains. Dried meat, butter and wine on the menu. I'm working on some camping equipment. Rustic, cowboy style. Cotton canvas. Oil / wax water and wind proofing. Multiple uses. Below, one of the pieces in action.
I took a little ride the other day. Itinerary:
The ride from Guanajuato to Dolores is pleasant, over the Santa Rosa mountains. I had an ice cream because that's what you're supposed to do when in Dolores. Walnut.
Dolores to San Miguel is pretty much straight. I had a coffee in San Miguel and Down Town was full of late-vacation tourists, I presume. There was a wedding going on. It sure is a pretty town.
Left for Guanajuato. Between San Miguel and Guanajuato there is pretty much nothing except for som mountains and a couple of cactuses. 20 or so minutes outside of San Miguel I got a flat tyre. Started riding back real slow, hoping to find a gas station or something. A km or so back, I found one of them side of the road tyre shops. Stopped but there wasn't anyone there to attend. Waited for a couple of minutes and a weatherworn man with a kid in his pick up stopped by. That was the mechanic. Kid must have been the trainee. It took him (us actually) half an hour or so to get the tire off. Took almost the same time to figure out how to lift the bike with a regular hydraulic lift and a few sticks. Found two holes that he fixed. Then put the wheel back on. Errors, reworks and stupid mistakes accounted for, it was probably 40 minutes or so. He charged me 50 pesos for it. I gladly paid a little extra, I was damn happy to have found him and that he was in service. Technical execution glitches aside.
Took a couple of pictures:
Elections tomorrow in the U.S. and it's the first time ever that I've been interested in the general election. To no one's surprise our candidate is, without any doubt what so ever, mr. Donald Trump. Now I said this already in the early primaries. And it is my firm belief that a few years down the road, you will all refer to him as "Donnie", much like the fond nick name you've given old "Ronnie" Reagan. Donald Trump is not a hip name in Mexico (or anywhere else for that matter) and I can understand that if you never got over the rapist and drug dealer comment from way back when. But tomorrow, the american people will elect a new president for their country. And the interests of the american people are a lot better represented by Donald Trump than by Hillary Clinton.
Obama was painted as striking from below when he became the first black president eight years ago. But has any presidential candidate ever been met with as much resistance as Donald Trump? Outright hatred. The Democrats. The Republican establishment. Damn near all european leaders. Entertainment industry big shots. Media. The pope. They've all revealed an angle against him. He's been called racist, he's been called Hitler. It's been hinted that he'd just throw himself on that big, red nuke button somewhere in Pentagon. That he's a misogynist and a groper of defenceless maidens. That he wears an unfashionable toupée.
So it's about time some up scale, big name social media celebrities show their support to Donald Trump. So here's the head honcho wishing Donald Trump, and America the best of luck tomorrow.
Not for Pussies!