#YOOO

It's my fault for not taking the time to keep this deal updated and this trip well documented.   Believe me, I'll wish I had written more somewhere down the road when I go to reminisce late at night with a coupe of bottles of wine and good company.  It can't really be considered a fault when your days are just too full of the good times to take the time to write about it, I guess when it's all said and done that's why I'm not a writer.  I just have to be realistic with my limits and appreciate that while I may not have the capacity to document everything I sure as hell have the drive to create, and occasionally remember.  So yeah, no posts since like Christmas and you can rest assured that way to much shit has happened since then to even begin to write about it.  There's nowhere to start and as of yet there's no ending so why even try.  Quickly though- I found George and Rachel, I found Patzcuaro, I found mountains, Cartels, traffic, Mezcal, tunnels, friends, Guanajuato, beer, and that my piece can almost become an "innie".  It's fucking cold here man.......   Today was 6 hours and 310km over and through the mountains with a temperature range of some 35-50 degrees.  I don't have the gear for this sort of motorcycle "overlanding" so I'm simply piecing together clothes I score along the way and must look like some sort of thrift store riding a Suzuki 125 on the shoulder of the highway.  But alas I'm only a day or two away from the border and as stoked as ever to get back to the good ol US of A.  Again with a stop at the Chicko's, a quick beer with Mex, and I'll be on my way back to Colorado.  See you all soon!!!!

-Mitch Dodson