Day 6 was another interesting day I found myself being woken up to my helmet and beer cans rolling
from one end of my room to the other and feeling gravity pull me from my head one second then pulling from my toes. We were hitting some big fucking waves. Prior to this my weather man Mikee decided to tell me that the day before a hurricane or monsoon was heading my way be prepared for some rain. Well since I was flying from tj back to La Paz I thought i missed the rain cause I didnt think nothing of it there was just a few sprinkles when i got in. Well im guessing this damn storm must of caught up with us. So i finally had enough of hearing the damn shit roll around that i stumbled to the light switch turn it on throw the cans in the trash an strap my helmet to the bed post. Hopefully that will do it I try to fall back asleep so for the rest of the night i was in and out of consciousness didnt sleep well at all with the boat rocking insanely then at 9am I get woken up to a guy knocking on my door. I make my way to see what they want the director guy said I need to go downstairs my
bike fell over well no shit felt like we were launching off of mtns last night. I get down there with the crew and there is Betty Beem with one hell of a lean going on shes not all the way on her side but shes def looks like she is wasted. We pick her up they re strap her down and then I asked them about the waves they said probably like 7-10meters which is fucking 21 to 30ft waves. I guess my weather man mikee told the storm to hurry up an get my ass cause it sure did. Anyways I go back to my room an try to pass back out I wake up at 12 we were supposed to be docked by 11 I take a peek out the emergency exit door by my room nope sure as fuck no where near land. I go back in my room and by 330 they make announcement all drivers can go down and drive off of the boat first. I go down me and4 other motorcycle riders get our bikes unstrapped and told we can go down the ramp. There was a kid on a ducati and 3 harley guys 2 mexican dudes and one white guy well when we go down i realize that one guy has british columbia plates we exited the harley guys went left my gps said to go right so right i went right I was bummed I didnt talk to that guy out on the sundeck o well. My plan for the day was to get to puerto vallarta well 60miles from my destination its start pouring down rain I cruise a good 30-40 more mins and it still didnt let up. I got off the road to get gas and then i saw a hotel across the street it was getting dark and the pouring rain aint my thing so i got a room for the night. Day 7 I woke up and was debating if i should go to puerto vallarta to party
it up for a day or just carry on south I went with option 2 went 7hrs south to this little beach town called Manzanillo. Pretty rad little place but when I got there I found out the whole population was struck by the yellow fever virus twice and only a few 100 people lived both times. Now a days it looks like its prospering they got a wal mart an building high rises an malls. I ate some sushi caught the sunset and just ended back up at my hotel for the night. Day 8 I woke up early was going to go to acapaulco but was 10hr ride so again i fell short and decided for this other beach town called Ixtapa. Today was hot as hell so i figured i wouldnt wear the riding gear and enjoy the sun The ride there was beautiful going along the coast line majority of the time and going through small towns which i felt like the mayor or some shit everyone was waving to me an staring at me. The route took me in land in some twisty ass roads this one part I rolled by a military check
point and like a football field later I get stopped by this older guy wearing street clothes. There is 2 older guys as well and probably like ten kids an even some women all just waiting along the street. He asked me where i was going in spanish which i didnt understand so he points at my map so im guessing thats what he meant I said to the beach acapulco. He walks around my bike looks totally confused and said go with his hand the kid in front of me moves the road block i drive on through see a bunch of cars sitting on the left side of the road and 2 white trucks with police on the side but the federally police cars are blue and on top of it they said policia anyways after i pass the cars the kid at the other end moves the road block and i drive by. Was totally confused by what just happened there but o well im moving again 3 more hours and I arrice in Ixtapa. As soon as I pull into town instantly know there must be money cause the street down the hill to the beach is something like driving through beverly hill its fucking gorgeous. I booked an all inclusive hotel so i get there instantly grab a drink an wait for my room to be cleaned. I head to the pool to drink some more pool closes so i head to ther other bar in the hotel and hung out there till they stopped serving booze at 2am. There were clubs all over the other side of the street but im not one to party by myself so I just go to bed. Day 9 nothing special I was debating to book a extra night here or move on I decided to move on once again.. I was bullshitting with the bell boy before I left the hotel asking him about the guys in street clothes that stopped me in the middle of nowhere he said yeah that was the Drug Cartel and laughed well okay a week in and met those guys already must of gotten there at a good time to not want anything to do with me so again its in the past whatever so I should keep on going south but i guess the road south along the coast line is all twist and turns he said it will take u twice as long to go that way or you could just take the freeway to mexico city and take that to the border of guatemala. So I take the freeway. The day was pretty boring rode for 7hrs yet again and got up in some elevation cause it sure got fucking cold at various times I got to my hotel at the mexico city airport ate some grub an called it a night.