Places get old very quick if you are riding a motorcycle, there is always some place else to go! So I go. Because it’s the only thing I know. I guess. With Durango and it’s residents in my heart, I’m… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: To San Miguel de Allende
Like looking at a river flowing uphill, the mighty Espinazo del Diablo was luring me into it’s curves. We spent all day dancing on the turns, peeking at the views in the few straight stretches. Took off early in the… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: The Devils Backbone
I was getting bold. Taking more risks than ever, shrimp cocktails on a hot sunny day and asking kids for directions. That morning I woke up at 7 a.m. ready to go. With a slight feeling of tension in my… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: Out and about
When we got into the inner courtyard I know it’s gonna take us a while longer before we are ready to leave We ended up staying in Batopilas for way longer than I thought. First reason was that we both… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: Batopilas
Eventually I stopped and sat mid hill, emotionally exhausted but physically numb… Bags, check. Chileaquiles in my belly, check. Gas, check. A bit of water and a bag of cookies. Destination Urique Canyon. Up and down and up and down… Read More »Niko’s Kantina Ride: Copper Canyon