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First part of October I went to see my neck doctor for my three-month checkup after my summer neck operation. He saw my riding jacket and asked what it was.
"That's my riding jacket."
"You've been riding again?"
"Yes. I rode down here."
"Have you been on any long rides lately...like San Antonio (150 miles away)?"
"Well, two weeks ago I was in Chihuahua, Mexico."
"And how did that go for you?"
So this is how it went.
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I spent the summer in a neck brace after having surgery for a herniated disk, lolling around on the couch, watching TV, posting self-pitying pictures to facebook.
When my neck started feeling better and I was released from light duty, though still wearing a soft neck collar, I was chafing to go back to Mexico (no pun intended), since I hadn't been since January (see Late Starts, Nice Days - Huatusco, Veracruz, Mexico). After asking Jorge for ideas (the president of CMA Mexico), he suggested a rally in September in Chihuahua, the Union Biker Fest. They had several new CMA members there that would appreciate having some fellow club members on hand, as well as the literature and materials we would bring, so we made plans to go.
My riding buddy, Goldfish, was now retired, so would have more time available for the trip, and Hombre wanted to go along as well. Chihuahua was a funny destination for us. Though it's 750 miles or so from Corpus Christi, only the last 150 miles would be in Mexico. Chihuahua is actually further north than Corpus Christi!
The plan was to leave on Thursday morning, spend the night in Alpine and ride to Chihuahua on Friday. We would head back Sunday morning, detour through Big Bend National Park, stop for the night in Del Rio, then get back to Corpus on Monday afternoon.
"That's my riding jacket."
"You've been riding again?"
"Yes. I rode down here."
"Have you been on any long rides lately...like San Antonio (150 miles away)?"
"Well, two weeks ago I was in Chihuahua, Mexico."
"And how did that go for you?"
So this is how it went.
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I spent the summer in a neck brace after having surgery for a herniated disk, lolling around on the couch, watching TV, posting self-pitying pictures to facebook.
When my neck started feeling better and I was released from light duty, though still wearing a soft neck collar, I was chafing to go back to Mexico (no pun intended), since I hadn't been since January (see Late Starts, Nice Days - Huatusco, Veracruz, Mexico). After asking Jorge for ideas (the president of CMA Mexico), he suggested a rally in September in Chihuahua, the Union Biker Fest. They had several new CMA members there that would appreciate having some fellow club members on hand, as well as the literature and materials we would bring, so we made plans to go.
My riding buddy, Goldfish, was now retired, so would have more time available for the trip, and Hombre wanted to go along as well. Chihuahua was a funny destination for us. Though it's 750 miles or so from Corpus Christi, only the last 150 miles would be in Mexico. Chihuahua is actually further north than Corpus Christi!
The plan was to leave on Thursday morning, spend the night in Alpine and ride to Chihuahua on Friday. We would head back Sunday morning, detour through Big Bend National Park, stop for the night in Del Rio, then get back to Corpus on Monday afternoon.