Yaxchilan – The Hidden Jewel in the Mayan Crown

Yaxchilan is one the premier Mayan sites. But the crowds are avoiding this place because it takes a bit of effort to get there. Some guidebooks claim the best way to get there is to charter a light aircraft, ot...

Hanging out in San Miguel de Allende

San Miguel de Allende has been my home for several weeks, more like a home away from home. It's also a home away from home for the estimated 12000 gringos who call this town home. There's a huge ex-pat populati...
2 years of travel

2 Years of Travel

1st February is a special date for me. It marks 2 years of travel. On that date in 2014 I started this journey which in many ways has only just begun. My journey is about the spirit of adventure and exploring t...

The Lonely Road

I left the lovely but isolated town of Durango late in the morning as the local 'women in farming community' had their morning social breakfast outside my room. I cycled down the pedestrian mall until the error...

The Warning

 A local guy joined me in a restaurant in the town of Guachochi. I was enjoying my favourite Mexican meal of Huevos Rancheros. 'Did you know there is a curfew in town', he said. 'No', I replied, 'Is it enf...

Upper Copper Canyon

 I left the tourist town of Creel with little knowledge of what I was getting myself in for (or little knowledge of a drug cartel related shooting overnight in town). Dark clouds threatened rain and the wi...

Chillaxing in Creel

  Huevos Rancheros I negotiated a decent discount on a room at a small family owned hostel. Tourism has suffered immensly here. The once thriving and growing tourism industry has taken a rather bad turn...

Cycling to Copper Canyon – The Hard Way

Copper Canyon A pickup truck loaded with people went past me as I cycled slowly up a steep hill. It stopped about 50 meters in front of me. In the rear tray were three children, maybe aged between 8 and 10 ye...
cycling baja

Cycling Baja Mexico

Cycling Baja is where my Mexican trip really began. I cycled past large Cardón Cactus and not much else on a quiet road with not a sound to be heard but the wind, not just any wind, a tailwind, the cyclists fri...