Kev pulled the bikes to the front of Casa Paul so that we could reattach all we had unattached, while I cooked bacon and eggs for breakfast. Now let me just side track a little and talk about the bacon! Bacon, I'm sure that we can all agree is an irresistible meat, and anything that is wrapped in bacon tastes so much better. The carnicero butcher that I frequented while in San Miguel de Allende, complete with it's daily visiting dog had beautiful choices of fresh meat, sliced bacon to order. Somehow, I was able to ask them to slice the bacon slightly thicker, than the usual westerner would want it in my broken spanish tongue. If you you ever have a chance to cook fresh bacon this way, do it. The fat caramelizes beautifully and has a texture and taste you will never forget!! With fatty residue happily surging through our arteries we spiral up and out of the San Miguel de Allende valley. It feels so good to be on the bikes, but then again it could be that bacon!!! Ha, ha, ha!!!
Wrapping up before leaving!….Nice spec's Kev!
Riding out of San Miguel de Allende
Doing a little community service along the way!
Stopping for lunch
Our next destination was very close, just over an hour away. Settling into the hum and feel of the bike, felt so good it was hard to imagine stopping for the day, especially only after una hora! We decided to ride on towards the destination planned for tomorrow, and savored our decision as we rode through the parched grassy farmlands. A roadside lunch stand appeared in the middle of nowhere, their specialty being mariscos, seafood! Hmmm, I'm not too sure about that, so they kindly prepared a dish of beans, rice, potatoes and thinly sliced meat for us…it was delicious! Later that afternoon our ride took us up in elevation once again. We circled around a small township, several times, lost before stopping to ask for directions. We were only 40 kms out from the highway, but it could have been 250 kms! It is very isolated out here and the directions we were gathering over our three forced direction stops all varied! I was starting to feel a little concerned, it was around 5pm and we were still lost. We did eventually find the Revolutionary Mision….the long way! We had traveled in a circle, eventually figuring out that we needed to take the small unmarked dirt road to the left. What a delight! The road lead us through spindly oak trees, herds of sheep, turkeys, chickens and a small native township before magically turning back to pavement again and dumping us right in front of the Mision!
Cool & interesting ruins of the property
