Veracruz
Nov 15
We made it to Mexico´s “other coast”, the big Gulf of Mexico. One the map, if you drew a line straight down from Huston Texas, the line would intersect Veracruz. We have now traveled 3,187 miles from San Jose.
Riding in at dusk, we found this great hotel right across the street from the water for $27 a night. The surf on the water was very mild that evening, but the next day brought 40 + MPH winds that was driving water and sand onto the road (see pictures). So we are staying 2 days and getting the laundry done, plus writing to the blog.

67.8 Miles of Bad Road
We were told that taking the secret road from Puerto Escondido to Oaxaca was NOT the way to go. We soon discovered that the look of terror on people’s faces that warned us was really genuine.
On the map, the first 67 miles is a faint grey line. After that the map shows the common red line type of road that we usually ride on.
After the first few miles of giant pot holes and rough surfaces our butts felt like you were being dragged up and down cement stairs by your feet. The pot holes were so big that a VW could fit in them. In fact I think we saw a road crew filling some of the holes with old VW bugs. Some of the pot holes actually had names, like “Juan Bigass Hole” and “El Dent-A-Rim”. Once in awhile a sort section of the road was repaved. There was warning signs “Caution Smooth Road”. Just as we could pickup some speed, BANG, there would be a series of pot holes on a blind curve. Besides the road surface we climbed in elevation, robbing our poor Honda’s of what little horsepower they had. For the first time since leaving California, we got cold. Oaxaca is one of the only places in Mexico that the Spanish did not mess with, they must of tried to get there using this road.
After we rode the 67.8 miles of Bad Road in 2 long hours.

Would we ride this road again? YOU BET!

This wall has something in its eye.

This place was on the alternate route (secret road) to Morelia. 

Post Mayan ruins. 

End of the rainbow .... where is the gold? 

Using a cooler for motorcycle luggage? Who would ever think of that? 

The locals in Veracruz said that "this is not a storm, just a bad day". Water and sand was blowing across the road. It became very difficult (dangerous) to ride the motorcycles. The wind storm was to last a few days, so we headed east instead of north along the coast as we had planned.
 

The wind along the beach in Veracruz became extremly strong. 

Nov 15th Veracruz. This was one of the greatest hotel bargains, $27 a night. Walk 4 steps out of your room and you are in the pool. The tile thought the place was well done. By the way, we were right across the street from the beach. We had to stay 2 night here.
 

Looking up! This is another picture of the vegetation we saw as we decend to sea level heading toward Veracruz..
 

Bikes getting religion. 

Riding through the ferns, as we head down the mountains toward Veracruz on the "other" coast. 

"Look Dad, only 2 fingers!" 

Riding above the clouds, on the way to Veracruz.  

This flower was growing in front of a cantina located in the mountains on the way to Veracruz. 

Nov 13th Oaxaca, This is were we stayed after leaving Pto Escondido. This place is near the center of town, so it was easy to go sample the local Mezcal, and make it back,  

Oaxaca, for $16 a night, what do you expect? 

Tortilla, fresh as you can get. Some of our best meals were served at tables on a dirt floor. 

Steve chowing down! 

Late breakfast in a small remote Pueblo 

Here is a "Son-on-a-beach"