| Location: | San Miguel |
| Mileage: | 8,000 |
It’s the morning of Day 7 in Mexico. Mexican Delhi Belly has started to strike at the group. Gerald has spent all night up and down to the loo and is too weak to take his bike off the centre stand. He goes into the support vehicle for the day, along with his bike. It’s a snug fit but two 1200GS’s are squeezed into Charlotte (our name for the support van). Danielle decides to ride pillion with Chris, her other half, leaving Gerald and his belly to sit in misery. At the same time, one of our American riders, Jim, is suffering from a trapped nerve and is finding riding miserable.
Despite all this, we crawl into San Miguel. This is no mean feat, given the amount of road works and diversions we had to contend with today, along with some poorly signed but essential turnings that the group had to make and some inaccurate mileage on the notes (our fault – sorry peeps!). It’s great to have a group that can think on its feet and still make the destination when things conspire against them.
We love San Miguel and spend the first night in our usual haunt “Mama Mia”. Even more tequila, margarita and beers are consumed. The music blasts and we are all on a roll – we have a day off here and so no need for an early start!
