Leaving the Great White North on December 28th.

The three amigos, stooges, dumb, dumber and dumbest?? Your choice!

The dreaded hotel #1. Dreaded because I left my camera on a shelf that we'd moved a chair in front of and I didn't take a mommy look. 350 km later I realized I didn't have it - I turned around, rode back but couldn't stay awake long enough to catch back up with them. rode over 1000 km that day, way too much!

Ferry to Galveston. Met fellow Parry Sounders, owners of Porch and Pier, their motorhome beside us.

Election signs in Texas, Judge Slaughter and Judge Cox, you couldn't make that up!

New rubber, so far have been awesome!

I'm loving my bike more and more every day!

Riding suits are great when you are moving ...

First hotel in Mexico in Tampico. Everyone so far, friendly.

Range was extended now as our speed was slower, better milage. Tried to keep it full enough that we don't have to go on reserve but seems to be lot of gas stations.

The inside, bikes were safe and so were we. Wifi almost everywhere we go.

Border crossing numero uno.

Notice the tires, Derek and I brought new tires from Canada to put on in Texas since the American dollar is so much more.

Along the beach moving towards Galveston, all the houses are built on stilts for tidal surge during storms. Cool looking but I wouldn't want to be there when one hit.

Short ride across.

The Lexington, D&J went for a tour, I'd done it before.

Former teaching colleague Ron Speck and his wife Sally. Ron was a mentor for me in my first teaching job, learned lots from him. They have a place near Brownsville and the Mexican border. Great hosts as usual!

Smile!

Born to be wild!

For Derek, just in case he is missing his cows.

Typical roads in many areas, the beginning of potholes.

Tuxpan for

Derek checking out the action.

My starting point for this trip

Day one, from 85* to 50's and rain, it would be like that until we reached southern Texas.

Checking the map, a regular occurrence.

Another of the ferries in action.

Galveston Amusement Park, right on the pier.

Our Mexican import sticker on our windshield, border numero dos.

We got as far away from the border area as we could. We'd been told to expect road blocks, both military and police but didn't see any for hours and when we did were waved right through.

Jeff's home made luggage system, action packer and bicycle panniers. Worked great!

Staying to the right is a law on a bike, cars blow by you like there is no tomorrow. Hopefully, that won't come to fruition.

Hot, hot, hot!

money. Debit cards work in most places.

Markets are really fascinating for me, but they become more of the same.

This is coming too soon, need to check things off the bucket list.

Jeff ended up hitting a Bass Pro for a new raincoat.

Ferry

Hotel in Galveston looks nicer than it was. Since we were getting twins many times, someone usually pulled out their thermorest. My turn, so I set it up on a dresser since the floor was a wee bit sketchy.

Prison advice - duh!

Stops are frequent, (not frequent enough for a photographer), have a drink, check the map, squirt ...

My throttle lock allows me to take my hand of the gas and take the odd photo.

Time for a cervasa!

The hotel, bikes safe, cameras, always a concern.

Break time.

I had a book on cheap accommodations in Mexico and Central america but often we found places when we were looking for ones in the book. This one was great! He had two daughters studying in Canada.

The ferry to get to the other side of town.