This pictue of the Batopilas road is courtesy of Yolonda, one of the Three Amigos in Creel, Mexico. If you want the true scoop and a look at the real Mexico contact them at: Take a close look at the photo and you'll see what the lure of Batopilas truely is about --- Hairpin switchbacks with thousand foot sheer dropoffs, a ruted one-lane dirt / rock / sand / powder / gravel road with pickups, buses, and truck traffic guaranteed to produce a level of adrenaline that will have your body buzzing like a high tension transformer or, as Brother Dave Gardner used to say, "Hummin' like a ten penny finishing nail hit with a greasy ball peen hammer." For an experience you'll not soon forget you don't want to miss this. The cold beer in Batopilas was wonderful and the perfect way to wind down after the roller coaster ride. |
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Batopilas, Mexico |
This pictue of the Batopilas road is courtesy of Yolonda, one of the Three Amigos in Creel, Mexico. If you want the true scoop and a look at the real Mexico contact them at: Take a close look at the photo and you'll see what the lure of Batopilas truely is about --- Hairpin switchbacks with thousand foot sheer dropoffs, a ruted one-lane dirt / rock / sand / powder / gravel road with pickups, buses, and truck traffic guaranteed to produce a level of adrenaline that will have your body buzzing like a high tension transformer or, as Brother Dave Gardner used to say, "Hummin' like a ten penny finishing nail hit with a greasy ball peen hammer." For an experience you'll not soon forget you don't want to miss this. The cold beer in Batopilas was wonderful and the perfect way to wind down after the roller coaster ride. |
Jim Hyde of "RawHyde Adventure Camp", Castaic,California did a 4-hour offroad training session Saturday morning. There were 12 or so folks who were all ears as Jim imparted his years of wisdom. I had to leave about 15 minutes early as Montezuma had shit in my pants. Wouldn't have missed the session for all the clean underpants in China, though. Was trying to learn something to save my ass on Sunday, when a bunch,me included, were planning on heading down to Batopilas. Jim Hyde told us to make it a two day trip, as his down and back run in one day was "A GRUELING RIDE", --------- Boy, how true that was! |
Chris Walstow sent me this pix of the Batopilas road. Once I got over the pucker factor staying at an elevated level, I really enjoyed the trip down. I was told that the hard part was over once you crossed the bridge |
over the Rio Urique. ------- Not!!! ------- The road still held some surprises. When we stopped to take a break and I leaned my butt back against the "rock" that was really a grey cactus ----- ouch ----- I stayed busy the next few minutes picking stickers out of my ass. |
Can you see the white car ?????? |
The goats were right at home on the roadside. |
The Rio Urique |
Batopilas, Mexico |
Town Square / Downtown Batopilas |
Supper and cervesas |
We parked the bikes in the lobby. |
FYI ---- The only game in town. |
Torria, smiling at the finish, glad to see pavement. |
Asphalt? I don't need no "steenking" asphalt! |
The End, Folks! See you next year! |
Of the nine of us who started down, seven crashed -- some more than once. |
One crash was a double flip and slide -- an 8.5 on anyone's scale. |
At a roadside shrine, I left five pesos just to cover all bets. |
The road was breathtaking. I would like to hike it sometime just so I could see all the views. We were told that you can either ride the road or look at the scenery, but you can't do both. You will crash and burn if you try. Very good advice. |
The Rio Urique Bridge |
butt break on the way to the Batopilas road -- gunnite walls to keep the loose rocks a bay |
20 pesos for 2 1/2 litres of gasolina -- keeps the weight down in case of a boo-boo |
The swinging bridge -- downtown |
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely with a pristine body, but rather to skid in sideways, beer in one hand, cigar in the other, body thoroughly used up, totaly worn out and hollering: "Holy Shit Boys, That Was A Hell of a Ride!!" unknown |
