Since I had decided to hang about a bit, I was itching to go on a ride to keep the legs in shape. I looked about and Mario also recommended a bit of an archeological dig nearby, well about 55 km away. It was a flat ride and I don’t have to carry my bags, so I figured it would be a good way to flex my legs.
The pups here are growing fast and I enjoy playing with them in the morning. Today was no exception and I woke the bunch up and started on my way.
The road out was dusty in the morning, but at least it was wide till I got out of town. Then it turned pretty terrible. No shoulders, well It was broken gravel with a 2 inch drop which was worse than no shoulders. The drivers expected me to be on the gravel and didn’t give me an inch to ride. The trucks were terrible and the buses were worse.A few times I had to bail out by bunny hopping on to the side just to avoid being runover. I think I must have flipped off more times today than the entire trip. Ah well, bike touring has its dirty moments.
I reached the turnoff at Tamuin around 11:30, and figured I might eat lunch on my way out. A tiny mistake, One should eat at every given opportunity, it would turn out that I’d return home pretty hungry.
Anyhow, the target was to get to the place called Tamtoc, but along the way, there was another smaller site and I decided to check it out. A nice feller, a guide perhaps, walked me thro the site and Told me a bit of history of that spot. I was pretty impressed by how much I could understand him, though I was picking only keywords, the language classes has helped me to filter out the grammatical fillers and I was following a lot of the story he told me.
The road to Tamtoc after that was a bit bad and was a bit of effort to get to on the bike. Broken tarmac without suspension is a bit of a bummer all the time. At this site, there were a couple of old guys waiting for their guide and I joined them to walk around, Turns out Steve was here a few days back and once again, I could follow most of the stories the feller was telling me. Sweet.
The weather was gorgeous and the 2+ hours of walking about made me real hungry. Too bad there was nothing to eat around here. I had to get back 20+K to the town for a grub.
On my way back, I stopped for some biscuits and soda and that stuffed me up. Once I got on to the highway, the traffic was once again a bitch and I was tempted to hitch a ride back. I even tried to get a ride, but after 15 mins of standing around I figured I might as well brave the traffic when there was still some light. Eventually made it home by 6ish and Adrianna had made some stunning Nopales stir fry and a fantastic Tortilla soup. Dang, if Mama Mexico keeps feeding me like this, I might never leave this place :-p