(^64) Juchitan de Zaragoza – Morro de Mazatan - 73km
The coastal route didn’t run beside the ocean but primarily inland
over hills. I realised I was mentally unprepared for the mountains,
wind and heat. There were occasional glimpses of the beach, but the
road soon swung inland over the hills.
Eventually, after many inclines, the tiny pueblo of Morro de Mazatan
appeared, which sported a tienda, a restaurant with three rooms, and
a few houses. By evening, Ernest cooked a huge meal which we had
no problem polishing off.
Morro de Mazatan – Barra de la Cruz - 94km
After our usual morning coffee, we pedalled onwards, following a
parallel path along the Pacific Ocean in the direction of Acapulco. The
ride was slow and exhausting in blistering heat as our route took us
up and down never-ending hills. At least the way was scenic with
many flowers, and butterflies darting across the path.
Eventually, we crawled into Barra de la Cruz, a surfing community
with simple accommodation and eateries. Our abode that night was a
bare wood and thatch cabana with two sagging beds and a rickety
fan. Our neighbours were surfers from Australia, but I was too tired
to do anything but swing in a hammock.
leana
(Leana)
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