The sun continues to rise, but this morning we have allies. Hundreds of trees are our escort while we shot the rise among the industrious little town of Los Reyes (state of Michoacan, map below) and the little villages of 18 de Marzo, La Palma and Zacán. Over 15 years, others like us have been crossing these forests, that voluntarily or not, share the land with avocado orchards and some pasture.
The asphalt has taken its toll line and took a few meters, but at the nerve center is still the land itself which serves as a carpet, cover and sunscreen. Here we all shot each in its way, at times we push and other times, someone pull to us. The pack of cyclists is compacted or stretched like the tide. Come and enjoy shooting pain that strikes in our thighs, wrists and fingers, when we got the saddle to climb the step … stretch the neck, and half-closing our eyes when a sunshine finds its way among the high branches of the pines that line the route.
Our muscles squeeze the maximum torque to continue supporting the weight of effort to climband climb, inch by inch, mile by mile … until we left the forest and continue up a bit more, seeing from far away the majestic Tancítaro mountain (pictured here below covered with clouds …), master of the southern mountains, and his young lieutenant … Paricutin volcano.
Here the map from far up over earth… to let you know approximately where is this epic trail….
Here is a link to google map… Point A is the Paricutin, you’ll see Angahuan bit close to north and Los Reyes a little far to West…