The Drop

Today we drove off the Mexican Plateau. Our starting point was San Luis Potosi. Pats interests of the day was getting a photo of a "pretty" cow. Maybe you can see some resemblance to Elsie Borden when you look at her photo. I wanted to get off the beaten path. I was very successful in achieving that. It took many hours to get down the mountains to Mante on the edge of the state of Tamaulipas.

We drove thru a few remote colonial towns that would have made a nice backdrop for early Eastwood westerns. One was named Alaquines. We had a great time walking about the square enjoying a dry breeze, and the crumbling texture of the facades. The land around this place was so remote and desolate that it was hard to imagine people would be there as we drove down a steep narrow entry.

Gloria Kerouac did just fine and was passed by a few surly looking compadres without incident. I have included one shot of "Senor Dodge" who smoked and barely missed touching her backside!
Tonight we are in the tropics again. On our way down the mountains the temperature changed.

The air was filled with smoke as the sugarcane fields burned in the distance. The huge truck loads of cane kept rolling past us as we snaked down the narrow road. Tonight black dust and cane particles cover Gloria and the ground around her.