Monthly Archives: January 2019

You may think that the biggest disincentive to camping wild in Mexico is the bloodshot-eyed bandito, crazed on loco weed, who loves to dismember Gringos. Actually it is not that, it is the superabundance of cheap hotels. I would like … Continue reading →

Mexico is the best place to get lost, or perhaps the adjective should be the easiest. There are very few road signs, indeed sometimes at very important junctions, they are non existent. I am gently heading North back to the … Continue reading →

What a good name for the place where I am. It is a 10 mile long beach with pelicans and dolphins frisking just yards into the Sea of Cortez. It is hot and wonderful. I am urged to get my … Continue reading →

I emerge from the mountains into the town of Choix. I am the only non Mexican, except for a couple running a Chinese restaurant. I am such an oddity that a student turns up and asks if she can interview … Continue reading →

I leave idyllic Urique and head off for El Fuerte. I had not intended to go to El Fuerte, in fact I had never heard of El Fuerte, but Luis told me that it was very beautiful. I also got … Continue reading →

I have now been on the road for over 3 weeks. It has been pretty tough due mainly to the sub zero temperatures and snow, making it difficult to do anything away from the heat of the truck or the … Continue reading →

So, last night it rained like crazy.  I am here to visit the town of Urique, which is right down at the bottom of Copper Canyon and very far off the beaten track. After many questions and much driving around … Continue reading →

You will remember that I came to the U.S. to attend a Bird Photography Course at Bosque del Apache in New Mexico. It was cancelled due to a strong cocktail of bad weather and Government shutdown. I go to the … Continue reading →

After my disappointment on not being able to follow the photography course http://www.friendsofbosquedelapache.org/photo-intensives.aspx?ce076808d5494627abcf7f9201fc8146blogPostId=a84db53173f54d4993f5bc6035b44f52 that I came from Okinawa for, I shake off dull care and head out. I decide to go down to Bosque del Apache anyway, who knows global … Continue reading →

I wake up in Hovenweep in that silence that can only mean snow. I start on my walk around the ruins but it is hopeless as the path is hidden by snow and I worry about falling. I do find … Continue reading →