A Bloody Land
Now several weeks into Mexico, we’ve ridden from the west to the Yucatan and the Caribbean Sea. The majesty of the Mayan ruins of Palenque, the forests, rich blue waterfalls and the rolling arid plains have been fascinating to ride. Along the way we’ve linked up with an American overlander.
‘Zack had decided to ride with us for a while, so now there were three of us on three bikes. We dipped down to the sea when there was a sandy track to take us there, or just meandered on through the dry countryside when there didn’t seem to be a way to get to the water. Repeated checkpoints were a constant hassle. At some, the men were so pompous and aggressive that I started to watch for signs of a new eruption…’