“Sometimes our power resides not in what we do, but in what we don’t do.”
WEEK 20 | Mexico a Caballo
Huichapan, Hidalgo to Colón, Queretaro |
3 days riding, 65 kms.
This week I had a big cold.
I rode from Huichapan and somehow made it to Gandho to find a spot for the night. It was an incredibly hard day. But the next day was even harder. The sun baked me and I drank litres and litres of water.
The scenery was awesome. This part of Hidalgo and Queretaro makes it easy to take good photos…
The thing on my mind these days was a comment my friend Salvador made a week back, thinking that Roxy was pregnant.
When you ride hours each day, you have a long time to think about things.
It was true that Roxy was getting fat, but in my mind, it was because…MORE.
But maybe Salvador was right?
As I rode sick, towards Cadereyta del Montes, I was:
1. Happy that I was going to be seeing my friends from last year.
2. Relieved that I would be able to rest.
3. Anxious to know if Roxy was pregnant.
Who could the father be?
Anyway, I finally made it into Cadereyta and, rather than partying like last time, I slept for the whole next day. Then, the day after, I hung out with my old friends Gil and Tere, before making my way towards Queretaro the capital.
I carried on towards Colón, before being whisked away to the capital to give a horse travel presentation in the shishi part of town on Friday night. The turnout and donations were impressive. Also, by that point l my cold was pretty much gone.
Getting closer to the capital was interesting, but one thing I didn’t like was the mud. A very sticky mud that really, just makes my intense dislike for mud even greater. One day I rode with Gil and Reyna, another day I rode with Luis and La Vaca. Roxy hammered it that day.
I want to thank the people of Queretaro for their hospiality. Gil, Here, Salvador, Luis and Victor.