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Feb 7, 2005 - a four roll day

In olden times when we still used film in our cameras, we used to describe the caliber of a travel day by the number of rolls of film we had shot. Today was a day where I was grateful that I did not have to stop and change film. We left the little burg of Bahuichivo at 5,100 feet and descended to sea level in 150 miles. The day started below freezing and we could not see out of our frost covered windows at first. But then as we twisted and wound through canyon after canyon we couldn't shoot photos fast enough. The Chihuahua Pacifico...

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Feb 4, 2005 - journey to the north pole

Although Mexicans are often joked about when it comes to promptness and a poor sense of what time it is, this operation has been the height of efficiency. As promised, at 6:30am we found ourselves moving down the tracks from La Junta and after a bit of backwarding and forwarding, we were on our way to Creel, about a four hour journey. When we went to bed the sky was clear and we were sure we were experiencing improving weather. WRONG! During the journey we sat in our truck and had to run the engine every twenty minutes because it was so...

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Feb 3, 2005 - all aboard

A short drive brought us to 7,500 feet and into the clouds which had frosted the trees in the freezing temperatures. Thankfully we descended a bit out of the fog to the train yard in La Junta, but the winds were blowing fiercely. We formed three lines and the train workers loaded us aboard the flat bed cars. As the first RV came to the end of the first car, the workers laid platforms between the train cars so it could move ahead to the next train car. For rigs such as ours, this was an especially tricky manuever since the truck's tires are...

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Feb 2, 2005 - Chihuahua to Cuahtemoc

Although sleeping in a gas station campground was not what we had expected on this tour, we all collapsed in exhaustion last night and it didn't much matter where we were. Feeling much restored we boarded a luxurious motor coach for a morning tour of Chihuahua. With the exception of a magnificently restored private home that reminded us of Versailles on a smaller scale, the other sites (main cathedral, government center, aquaduct, Pancho Villa's home) were more modest. This is not to say that we were not impressed by Chihuahua. It is easy...

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Feb 1, 2005 - bienvenidos to the land of margaritas and blizzards

Perhaps it was because we were driving into the NORTHERN part of Mexico... Our wagon master awakened us at 5am by thumping our tires with his baseball bat. We never get up that early - not even to go to work. Imagine our disappointment when we opened the trailer door and were confronted by large, sloppy snowflakes. As we drove out of the El Paso campground Ken struggled to get the defroster working so he could see out into the darkness. Since we were only a few miles from the border and no one in their right mind was up that early, we came...

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Aug 14, 2004 - eind goed al goed?¿

He guys and girlz, Wazzup?¿ man wat had ik een shittie day nadat ik op het internet was geweest (12 aug) .... mijn schouders waren verbrand, mijn buik was een en al troep en ik liep met mijn backpack door 30 graden op zoek naar een of ander revolutiemuseum (dat niet eens zo veel voorstelde, als dat revolutie is, well let's get it started!) daarna onder dezelfde omstandigheden op zoek naar het treinstation maar het enige wat ik vond was de gevangenis van Chihuahua... geen goede plek om rond te hangen, anyway op het treinstation was niets te...

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Aug 12, 2004 - Ik ben kapot man!

He hoi, Nou ik zit in Chihuahua (waar ooit de mexicaanse revolutie begon). Zal ik jullie dan maar ff opdeeten? Zacatecas, was gaav en relaxed, eigelijk niet zoveel gedaan, beetje gechilled wat ook erg relaxed is, met de hostelgasten, het is tenslotte vakantie en geen werkweek. Toen besloot ik op een avond de nachtbus te pakken naar Torreon om vanaf daar 4 uur lang de woestijn in te gaan rijden naar een stadje (dat op geen een kaart staat) want ik had van een Spaanse (nooit vertrouwen) gehoord dat dat fantastisch moest wezen. Daar zat ik...

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