Across the mountains on a dirt road to Patagonia. Stopped at the Tree of Life (Dr Couisins & raw food cures for diabetes) where Wren had a green juice (and gagged). Stopped at Grounding Cafe in town, for a latte, and the rain started coming down, forming waterfalls off the roof.
Headed on to Nogales as it let up . There's a wall through town marking the border, and brightly colored houses on the Mexican hillside. (We'd seen a photo of Nogales at the craft fair in front of the De Young our Sunday in San Francisco, coincidentally). Walked up to the turnstile, but didn't have our passports with us so dared not cross. There's a militarized feel to the place. We took some photos if the signs at the crossing and were almost accosted by the customs police. Picked up calcium tablets from Dr Felix and beer from Food City, where the aisles are festooned with Mexican feast day paraphernalia.
Continued North to the dilapidated Franciscan Mission at Tumacocori, where the park services ranger kindly waited until we completed our after hours ramble around the grounds and through the museum.
A pit stop at Tubac; just as well it was mostly closed by that point, as it looked like a new-build adobe planned artist 'community' / tourist park.
Cut back east just south of Green Valley, on East Continental Rd, and wended (went?) our way through Morley (?) Canyon as the sun was setting the sky on fire behind us. The paved road gave out with the light, and we were left to imagine the redness of the rock and the deepness of the chasm to the right of the road.
That said, the last bit of 83 to Canelo has some of the most dangerous pot-holes.
Arrived 'home' at 8.30pm tired but relieved. Bill had baked bread and made a bruschetta topping with tomatoes from the garden. Thomas, the spiritual healer who came to Canelo in January and never left, joined us again tonight.
Athena has the funniest stories to tell about paving the road to hell with good intentions, mostly involving their work in Mexico.
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