We’re on the west side of Guad now on the cuota. Right this minute we’re driving past Tequila off to our right. It seems to be in a valley with a line of mountains on the other side. Very pretty. The countryside reminds me a lot of parts of California with brown hills and small trees, some mesquite, others I don’t recognize. Ahead of us, directly west is a long line of high mountains, the chain of the Sierra Madres we have to cross before getting to the coast. We’re going WNW in the direction of Tepic, but we’ll cut south of there. That’s not a great road, we’ve heard. Our goal is to get to the villas before 3:30 when the caretaker leaves for the day. No big problem, the owner says (from Washington). If he has to leave before we get there, he’ll just leave everything open for us! We’ll be the only ones there until late Thursday. Should be fun.
We’re now passing acres of fields of agave. According to Mexican law, agave can only be grown in the state Jalisco (this one) and in all the states that border Jalisco. However, tequila can only be distilled in the state of Jalisco. Well, that’s the law anyway. Whether it’s followed to the letter, I can’t say.
We’re listening to Sirius for the first time since they merged with XM, so we’re channel hopping to see what new stuff is on the satellite.
Later:
Well, the drive west through the mountains was twisty and turny as advertised. No worse than many other mountain roads though, here in Mexico or the US or elsewhere. But the dogs didn’t really take to the many curves peligrosas y sinuosas (Yes, I’m showing off.). Daisy kept trying to brace herself on my lap, sometimes leaping off to find a more steady spot in the back. But there weren’t any. Howdy sort of stood just behind the console with his head hanging, drooling and looking pretty green around the gills. (You just have to imagine it.) They were both very relieved when we hit mostly level ground again. The views were spectacular though from the high mountain passes. I think we were crossing the Sierra Madres. We passed an old volcano with huge tumbles of enormous black rocks—almost like obsidian (Maybe it is. Could obsidian be volcanic rock?) Breathtaking views all through the drive, with the foliage getting greener and greener the closer we got to the ocean.
Later:
Well, the drive west through the mountains was twisty and turny as advertised. No worse than many other mountain roads though, here in Mexico or the US or elsewhere. But the dogs didn’t really take to the many curves peligrosas y sinuosas (Yes, I’m showing off.). Daisy kept trying to brace herself on my lap, sometimes leaping off to find a more steady spot in the back. But there weren’t any. Howdy sort of stood just behind the console with his head hanging, drooling and looking pretty green around the gills. (You just have to imagine it.) They were both very relieved when we hit mostly level ground again. The views were spectacular though from the high mountain passes. I think we were crossing the Sierra Madres. We passed an old volcano with huge tumbles of enormous black rocks—almost like obsidian (Maybe it is. Could obsidian be volcanic rock?) Breathtaking views all through the drive, with the foliage getting greener and greener the closer we got to the ocean.
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Hi guys! Obsidian is definitely volcanic.
More at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Obsidian
I was going to say that yes, obsidian is volcanic too. I'm going to go ahead an leave it anyway even though someone beat me to it so you know I'm reading (and commenting!) :-)
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