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July 19, 2005
Off to Los Mochis
We woke up and headed off to Hacienda Cazadores, owned by Polo Acosta, who I knew from hunting doves earlier in the year. He and his wife were happy to see us. They treated us to a delicious breakfast, and Polo gave me his phone number in case of any emergency as we headed south through Mexico. As we left, we were greeted by the brother of Emily’s new yellow lab back in Saint Helena, Palomo. We got an idea of how much her puppy Claudia must have grown since we left.
At about 1 o’clock Angel picked us up to drive us to Los Mochis. We told Mama Elisa goodbye and said we’d make sure to keep in touch. It should be easy to do since I bought my cell phone in Navajoa and her home phone is a local call for us.
We started off to Los Mochis and during the hour and a half drive had a great conversation with Angel. We talked about his love for music, his kids, how close he came to playing professional baseball before a career ending injury, and how Fernando Valenzuela was originally from Navajoa, something I had not realized. When he dropped us off at Miguel and Carmen Sophia’s house we exchanged addresses so we could stay in touch.
Carmen Sophia was happy to see us. We met one of her daughters and then she brought us into town to make reservations for the train to the Copper Canyon, which was leaving at 6:00am the next morning and where we would be staying for a few days. After a little maneuvering with the tickets, we were all set, and headed back to her house.
We came down for dinner around 8 pm and met two more of her daughters and a few of their friends. Her husband Miguel was in Navajoa working, and her son, who I had met a few weeks prior in St. Helena, lived in Las Vegas where he was starting a distribution business from the ground up. The dinner was yet another excellent meal, tostadas with hot caldo.
After dinner Em and I were back on the internet uploading photos and getting more of our travelogue ready to post. Em finally went to bed well after midnight and I just ended up staying up all night working on the site, figuring I could sleep on the train.
At 4:30am the phone rang for the alarm service we had called the night before and we were ready to start another day.
Posted by Peter Mork at July 19, 2005 4:15 PM
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