Now cured, the truck is frisky, she paws the ground, she wants a good gallop.
A two day drive to the coast. So beautiful; mountains, plains, huge distances, no traffic. The truck revels in her health. She swoops and glides down to Durango. At a roadblock, I give a heavily armed FBI agent, his words, $150 because I do not have a vehicle importation paper. Fair cop. I hope he buys his señorita a pretty dress.
The road from Durango to the coast is a classic. It cuts through mountains and deep gorges by means of probably hundreds of tunnels and extravagant viaducts. One of the great drives. Sorry, I didn’t take any photos.
I camp at Caimanero beach. Of course, there is a fish restaurant just a couple of minutes walk away.
Grey whales frolic just off the beach. Dolphins play games with the breaking waves.
I start on the short hop down to San Blas but am much delayed by the wildlife beside the road.
I have reached San Blas! It was give or take for a couple of days but the truck is running better than ever. A glorious future awaits!
Well done! We can all breath again – enjoy the birds and whatever the local gastronomic speciality is!
It was a close run thing! Ranging around to find the right device to reset the computer. So pleased to get it fixed!
Try the banana bread at Jose Bananas in San Blas.
His place is about 500 meters from where I am at. He is my best friend.
Sounds like a magical trip!
Come to Australia!