In Creel

We left Nuevas Casa Grandes kind of late. Took us a little longer to get packed up than we thought. It got 9.30 before we left. We arrived in Creel at 5, and it was still light out. That was a big concern, having to go mountainous road in the dark. I'm also glad that it was light since it was again very beautiful. Long stretches of road where you could just enjoy the scenery alternating with some nice curvas peligrosas.

It doesn't feel so very different than California yet, the colors are similar, and working in the Mission district of SF is similar of what you see here, and the mexican heat is missing... At one gas station though somebody asked us if we were from gay California. Now nobody would ask you that in California. They would ask if you are from gay San Francisco.

Getting closer to Creel and climbing in elevation it actually got...warmer! Unbelievable. We had braced us for big suffering and freezing our butts off. Paige almost froze her fingers off in the morning leaving Nuevas Casa Grandes. She doesn't have heated gloves, only heated grips, and they don't work so well.

Found a nice cheap hotel in Creel, walked around the zocolo, had some more mexican cream of corn, and then a proper meal, found the internet place. Creel is quite a busy town, even around this time of year!

Tomorrow Batopilas, first piece of dirt we're getting. Internet time is running out, so hasta manana! If there is an internet cafe in Batopilas that is.