We are awakened for the second morning by the sound of helicopters (not this one) who begin delivering their human cargo to the nearby oil rigs as soon as its daylight and are on the go all day until darkness falls.So. We leave Carmen for the second day in a row needing to cover the first 25 km again. The traffic, being a Sunday, is less than the day before. We are not entirely convinced that yesterday’s repair is as good as it could be so we are slightly nervous about the rear wheel making it to Campeche.Our first view of Isla Aguada from the 3km bridge which links it to the mainland. Thankfully the wind had subsided and we didn’t need to walk this bridge.
Another bridge, another toll booth except cyclists are counted as pedestrians and we don’t pay – they also provide us with our own lane to the right hand side so no queueing either.Looks like we’ve found another quaint little village/town beside the seaside which the LP guide doesn’t list – even better.Waiting for a nice long cold lemonade drink.We really appreciate the drivers of these 18 wheelers; of all the vehicles we encounter they give us the most space and respect on the road.This little girl is actually selling things from her bike and these two buckets – maybe it pays for her to go to school? Who knows?The bridge we arrived on and an almost empty beach.Its a Sunday. Family day. Height of the season. We have to share this beautiful beach with two other people!
Having seen wildlife documentaries we know the turtles don’t come up the beach in daylight to lay their eggs – not sure if it’s the right time of year?The turtle egg laying area is well defined and clearly marked.A beach casting fisherman – a not very successful one judging by the empty bucket behind us.Behind us is a Recreational Vehicle camp site which has motorhomes registered in Oregon and Idaho. First time we have seen fellow non Latinos for around three weeks. Whilst we enjoy a leisurely sight seeing stroll some people have to work.
We have decided on a day off and time to catch up with the blog posts. The room was large enough for us and the two bikes, however, we needed the space provided by the reception area for hot desking.
Mexico and Belize 