Beers in the Motel 6 in Douglas, AZ.
Our group consisted of two policemen from Palm Springs, CA, a retired fighter pilot from VA, and Clement Salvadori.It was cold the morning we left Douglas. Really cold.
Gomez Farias in December. Cold!!!!
It was really cold again in the morning at Gomez Farias. I could tell the rain was coming.....
It was raining pretty hard by the time we reached Cd. Guerrero. And it was cold.
This leftover from the night before will be the perfect guzzling temp when we reach Creel.
Clement Salvadori's KLR.
The came the group crash.....
This oil soaked section of road put down half our riders at 60+MPH. Rain & oil = wreck city. Luckily no one was hurt, and the bike damage was minimal.
It rained like hell through San Juanito and Bocoyna. We were glad to see a dry room when we reached Creel.
The gas stove was instrumental in drying our stuff.
Group photo in Creel. From L to R: Kris, Paul, Clement, gaspipe, Dick, and Nick.
The rain and lightening were bad. Then a huge green flash lit up the sky, and the power in all of Creel went out. At least the gas stove works.
The power was still out in the morning, so we decided to make a run to Batopilas.