PigTrail said:Real de Catorce was a pretty cool place to spend New Years and a town I'd like to spend another day walking around in next time. The tunnel from the east side of town is over a mile long through the mountain and is the primary entrace to the town. Traffic is one way and the tunnel floor is slickr'n greased pig snot. I think Scott goosed his throttle in the tunnel and almost dropped his camera and more. His video should be pretty cool once it's compiled.
The architecture is Real de Catorce is pretty cool...
This guy rode in on the burro and as he hopped off he turned around and punched the burro in the face. It stumbled down the hill a bit before righting itself.
After our night of deep slumber interupted by M80's outside our window we took to the hills west of Real de Catorce in search of a steeper exit. Beautiful vistas...
Finally we headed back to the little town after realizing that the route we had planned to take was no more than a narrow goat path. The downhill route was more hand laid stone.
After descending a few 1000 feet we were back in the valley jumping speed bumps and followed the rail line north out of Estacion de Catorce before heading east.
Lots of prickly roadside diversions...
PigTrail said:Now the route to Catorce from Galeana was all blacktop and much of it was VERY straight. Aiming for a more interesting return trip we scooted north about 20 miles on highway 57 and then turned east to cross the mountains by dirt. This was by far our best decision of the trip. Using our superb sense of direction and a little help from the E32 mapset we navigated out way north and northeast back to Galeana. This took the better part of 2 days as we were plauged by several wrong turns and a flat tire on Jim's beamer.
Road leading east from highway 57.
After a lunch stop on the hill we were ready for some more
Spent several hours negotiating our way through SMALL towns and wide open washes. A lot of it looked like this...
Unfortunately about 4pm Jim's tires picked up the first of 2 flats he had on the trip. Both were in the front, so we made short work of the tube switch. A calibrated trash-bag and stack of rocks comes in handy.
After fixing Jim's flat we rode for another hour before settling for camp in a valley all to ourselves. The ony thing we heard that night was a lonely coyote.
PigTrail said:BTW Beef Stroganoff is my favorite freeze-dried meal. Mmmm good. Scott also whipped up some 2 year old freeze dried cheesecake. Surprisingly good.
The next day we broke camp, push started Jim's bike...those pesky BMW's are always having issues, and pushed on to find a route back to civilization. Traversing some routes that were clearly used for nothing more than hearding goats we made our way back to blacktop. Heading north for about 20 miles on the slap found us turning east yet again to find our dirt way back to Galeana. Luckily E32 and mother nature provided all the elements...
In Galena we picked up some lunch at a square-side stand and headed back out the DSDoubleDragon towards Mimbres.
Instead of turning east to loop back to Galeana we headed north out of Mimbres towards something something toro...I'll have to look that name up. Beautiful views for the next 30-40 miles.
Seems that some of the locals think highly of the northern neighbors...
