Thursday 10th July 20 Gonzalez to Ciudad Victoria
Restful afternoon yesterday while going through the bike maintenance, yes they are on their last legs, same could be said about us, but both feeling good, maybe I am on my last eye, still have a little eye infection nothing to worry about, just don’t turn left to often. Not a lot happening in the big metropolis of González, though did manage to get some nice bananas while waiting for the pizza to be cooked, Bingo went the other way for an ATM and beers. He was successful on the beer front, who would bet against that, not so good on the ATM, hey ho got the main stuff, I took a slippy sliddy fall on the wet uneven road, traversing a massive puddle, manged to keep both pizza boxes dry, while Bingo laughed, no harm done just what very little pride I had left, ate the pizza back at the digs, with a few beers, contemplated the next days ride, big one planned. Sod that going to sleep, tomorrow’s ride can wait till tomorrow, thats my plan.

Early morning rise again, can hear the rain outside, sexy rain now, not a problem, we ate breakfast in silence really, nothing reported about Steve, take that as good news, just the thought of going out in the rain for 85 or so miles, making us a bit quiet. Come on let’s rock, as we head off, only drizzle now and no town to navigate out of here we go. Both just knuckle down and ride, we have next to nothing for the next 30 odd miles, just the road ahead, so head down and ride, nice road with a bit of a tail wind affords for a great start to the day, even with the drizzle that looks like its over and going to get hot, not a detective or a weatherman for that, just an old guy on bike, who has nothing else to do rather than pedal, sing a few songs and look at the local scenery and loving it. Good day today we are rocking, not much on the wildlife front, few tortoises, safely on the grass banks away from the traffic, but not a lot else, maybe because we are zooming today.

First stop at the favorite Oxxon shops, nice cup of coffee and soft drink, little catch up with the family back home, all good after a bit of explaining from the darling Sandra, taking the technical stuff out, and giving the updates in laymans terms, so grateful for all the work the close family back home have done, makes us push on even further, thank you so much.

Well coffee over best get the legs pumping again, turn on the power, everything engaged we are rocking, little chat as we get the legs in order, nothing for another 30 miles or so Bingo chirps up, yep maybe we will see something, always look on the Bright Side of Life, well that kept me giggling and riding for a while, soon done at least 20 of the miles and rocking, with me whistling out of tune of course the “Bright side of Life” Just rolling, very favourable tail wind, helping the matter. Soon spotted a little shack, selling tequila infusion with soft fruits, I am in there like a flash! just have a soft drink, watching the world go by, by head is in turmoil, should I try a pineapple tequila, I really want to, but at least another 20 miles to go and its only 11:30, so common sense prevailed for once, so pleased I am finally growing up or not.

We leave the lovely tequila lady without a sale, I did apologise and pointed at the bikes, sure she understood my dilemma, hit the road again for all of 5 miles, then stopped for a bit of lunch, beans and scrabbled egg, lovely, still no beer way to early, settled for a coffee and booked some digs about 15 miles away, out of the town Victoria, ready for an easy ride out of the town in the morning. So a good tail wind we done the 15 miles in less than an hour, all booked in sweetly, great ride today 87 miles and still finished early, take the good times and ride the bad ones harder.

Washed my muddy clothes from last nights little slip, with the cycling kit, will have to wait for that to dry, before I venture out, nothing else to wear! let bygones be bygones that’s what I say, then a relaxing afternoon, wearing a towel and a smile.

Guy moved in next door with a massive Jeep from Colorado, ex military guy (Dan) moving down to Chetumal, on the Mexico – Belize border, nice guy had loads of stuff in his jeep, think he will be gone a long long time, maybe a song there somewhere.

Need to eat and find a bank, both easier said than done sometimes, especially when your legs say mate, give it a rest will you and your waiting for your only clothes to dry.