Crossing the Mexican wilderness
It seems ages ago that I crossed this wilderness on my motorcycle. Yet it's only been a few months.
The international goose
It seems ages ago that I crossed this wilderness on my motorcycle. Yet it's only been a few months.
In 2023 I headed north from Guererro Negro to Ensenada in Baja California and rode on one of the most lonely roads I'd ever been on.
With the year ending, temperatures are droppping. I visited Playa Tecolote one last time.
In June of 2025 I left Merida and rode my motorcycle to the other side of the country.
Half my neighborhood is unpaved, the other half is potholed. I hope there isn't too much rain or wetness this winter.
The Sonora desert, desolate and peaceful as ever. Barely any traffic, no towns, no people for miles.
When you want pizza but there is a bit of a dust storm going on. It's clearing up a bit now, but coarse fog is weird.