cavebiker
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Near Mc Allen I find a cheap hotel. I need to decide on my next course of action. I’m not sure what to do now. My first thought is to park the rig here at the hotel while I go across the border on foot. Across the border I can find someone who will drive out and tow the motorcycle 70 miles back to the border. At the border I can push it across. Then I will have to come back across into Mexico with my truck to retrieve all our gear. It can be done. When we first broke down in this area we received an offer for help from an AdvRider so I thought I would go on-line again. I went on-line and sent out the word “Help. If anyone lives near Mc Allen TX and has a vehicle with a trailer hitch and is willing to pick me and my trailer up and drive into Mexico 70 miles to pick up the cavebike please give me a call.” I thought, ‘yeah right’, ‘No Way’. It’s a great thought but I’m preparing to be on the road on foot tomorrow morning hiking across the border into Mexico. 6 hours later when I went on-line I had two phone numbers from advrider.com inmates. I call an inmate, papajoe. He gives me Don’s number who lives in the area. Don said over the phone that he will be over with his truck in 20 minutes. I Can Not Believe This Is Happening. I look outside the hotel window for a reality check. Why am I so lucky? Why are people so nice?
Don is at the hotel in no time. We hook up my motorcycle trailer and are off to Mexico. Don has never cleared a vehicle into Mexico before and is excited for the adventure. What a great guy. Customs was a breeze and the lines were short. I’m driving and I get us lost in downtown Reynosa for a while. Don says “I think were heading north now” He was right. I finally put it into park at a stop light and asked a taxi driver in front of us where the road to Cuidad Victoria is. He gives me good instructions and we get back on track.
The ride into Mexico was uneventful. We find the driveway to the ranch without a problem. Emanuel’s son and grandson greet us right away near the barn and help us with the bike. We get the motorcycle loaded on in no time. The younger kid really likes the motorcycle. I said “si, bien. chicas gusta mucha hombres con moto” (Yes, for sure. Girls really like dudes with a bike) Everyone got it and we all had a good laugh.
Emanuel goes inside the house and gets a photo of his father. His father originally started this ranch. He is very proud of his father, his ranch and his family. What a fortunate place for our breakdown to happen.
This is a photo of Emanuel’s father at 102 years old. Wow!
What a pleasant family. We enjoyed a nice long talk in Spanish and were invited back to the ranch, and they meant it.
Back out on the road we look for our buried gear. The newly cut grass concerned me but the stuff was buried too well. Everything was there and dry. I told Don he didn’t have to help haul gear, but he insisted.
We are having a great time.
Don, what a savior and super nice guy. He is a heck of an adventurer himself. He and his new wife just spent months in Alaska driving and camping all over. Tomorrow they are off on another cross country road trip up north. I feel ultimately fortunate to have met Don and to have been helped by advrider, papajoe. papajoe assured me he was going to find me help and he sure did, on the first try. I can’t thank you two guys enough.
I had the hotel paid for that night but I was just too excited to get going. I have the bike, the sun is out.
I take off out through flood waters again.
The water seemed deeper then the day before. I was stopped by several roads that looked too deep to try or the police had blocked off because of flooding. I drove through a dozen areas like this then finally make enough northern progress to get out of the flooding area.
Dolly was here.
Don is at the hotel in no time. We hook up my motorcycle trailer and are off to Mexico. Don has never cleared a vehicle into Mexico before and is excited for the adventure. What a great guy. Customs was a breeze and the lines were short. I’m driving and I get us lost in downtown Reynosa for a while. Don says “I think were heading north now” He was right. I finally put it into park at a stop light and asked a taxi driver in front of us where the road to Cuidad Victoria is. He gives me good instructions and we get back on track.
The ride into Mexico was uneventful. We find the driveway to the ranch without a problem. Emanuel’s son and grandson greet us right away near the barn and help us with the bike. We get the motorcycle loaded on in no time. The younger kid really likes the motorcycle. I said “si, bien. chicas gusta mucha hombres con moto” (Yes, for sure. Girls really like dudes with a bike) Everyone got it and we all had a good laugh.
Emanuel goes inside the house and gets a photo of his father. His father originally started this ranch. He is very proud of his father, his ranch and his family. What a fortunate place for our breakdown to happen.
This is a photo of Emanuel’s father at 102 years old. Wow!
What a pleasant family. We enjoyed a nice long talk in Spanish and were invited back to the ranch, and they meant it.
Back out on the road we look for our buried gear. The newly cut grass concerned me but the stuff was buried too well. Everything was there and dry. I told Don he didn’t have to help haul gear, but he insisted.
We are having a great time.
Don, what a savior and super nice guy. He is a heck of an adventurer himself. He and his new wife just spent months in Alaska driving and camping all over. Tomorrow they are off on another cross country road trip up north. I feel ultimately fortunate to have met Don and to have been helped by advrider, papajoe. papajoe assured me he was going to find me help and he sure did, on the first try. I can’t thank you two guys enough.
I had the hotel paid for that night but I was just too excited to get going. I have the bike, the sun is out.
I take off out through flood waters again.
The water seemed deeper then the day before. I was stopped by several roads that looked too deep to try or the police had blocked off because of flooding. I drove through a dozen areas like this then finally make enough northern progress to get out of the flooding area.
Dolly was here.
