Wake up the next morning look at the weather on the computer it says thunderstorms I’m like well I’ll be Damn I don’t hear shit I go outside and sure as Shit it’s 90 degrees and fucking beautiful I pack up get my bike out Of there garage (night before the owner was kind enough…
Day 13. After spending the day before 19hrs pretty much on a bus touring the waterfalls and the pyramids I didn’t think I get up early. Well my dumb ass forgot to put the do not disturb pass on my door so 8am came and that annoying sound from outside the door was saying in Spanish room…
Day 10 Was pretty much identical to day 9. I woke up early 9am yeah thats what early is to me so suck it. I get the bike packed (now when I say packed most of the nights its not me loading an unloadin the damn thing i just take off my backpack and tankbag) so…
Day 6 was another interesting day I found myself being woken up to my helmet and beer cans rolling from one end of my room to the other and feeling gravity pull me from my head one second then pulling from my toes. We were hitting some big fucking waves. Prior to this my weather…
Day 4-5 – day 4 started off as a scorcher I got out of the hotel for some breakfast down along the water it was 10am beautiful day but fucking hot after I got done eating heauvos mexicana (eggs mexican style aka spicy) ran back to my hotel to take the bike over to the ferry to…
So was going to write a journal on my trip even had my mom go out an buy me one but then i thought what good is that to keep everything a secret or to myself like who reads books as it is so figure i would do this blog thing again like i did…
So was going to right a journal on my trip even had my mom go out an buy me one but then i thought what good is that to keep everything a secret or to myself like who reads books as it is so figure i would do this blog thing again like i did…
