The bikes fixed and we're on our way to México ye ha

 A couple of the local guys. We crossed the border yesterday early to avoid the bad guys with guns, haven't seen any yet, only seen the locals who are very friendly.

The hotel in Creel, a small Mexican town, this is the real Mexico I love it.

Copper Canyon, four times bigger than Grand Canyon inhabited by the Tarahumara Indians.

A high plain, very green, today we rode the best roads I've ever ridden, 200 miles of twists and turns. Tonight we have to stay in the hotel after dark, because we are staying in a dangerous place Dickie tells us.