BajaTaco
Swashbuckler
Hi everyone, I'm back across the line and settling into the groove here. Thanks for all of the comments. KC, I like the words you wrote in your post. Well, as I mentioned in an email I just sent to my Overland Journal companeros, it was another priceless adventure that I will remember for the rest of my life. I was once again humbled by mankind and nature. After the last little town we passed through, it was 63 miles of dirt track into the mountains, much of it 4WD and 4-LO. We camped right on a river at a spectacular little primitive ranchero, and I met a family that I would now consider friends for life. From the ranch, we rode horseback further into the wilderness. The trail was amazing and rough, and we had to walk the horses many times. Eventually, we tied the horses and hiked on foot. Regarding the search for the battle site, many things conspired against our efforts (including me screwing up my foot and ankle, which now represents a wonderful palette of colors!), so we are determined to go back and finish the quest. Life in the sierras is full of ups and downs (literally). A drug smuggling plane wreck, broken shock mounts, Bacanora right from the source (and sipped along with the man who made it), homemade chiltipine salsa, pictographs, old graves with iron crosses, warm showers with spring water, and a snow-white hawk are a few things that come to mind... ahhhh... it was a grand adventure.
A few pics coming up...
A few pics coming up...