On the Road to Anahuac

Thursday Evening, October 15th, 2009

This blog is being written off-line from the little town of Creel. Creel is in the heart of the Western Sierra Madre. About 10 Kilometers fiom the “divisadero” or Great Divide, the most accessible part of the Copper Canyon. It’s a cute little town, but a little touristy. The train stops here and people get off to overnight.

I found a nice little cabin about a mile out of town. It has a front porch, a living room, a fireplace and a refrigerator. It’s quite cold here at night. So I have a nice fire going. It’s apparently not well known. Only 500 pesos for the night. ($ 32).

I veered off the main road this morning and took what was described as a tertiary road. I was trying to find alittle town called Anahuac which stands next to a large mountain lake. The “tertiary” road suddenly turned into not much more than a cow path. I drove back to a little town I had passed and asked of two ladies who were sweeping the sidewalk if this was indeed the way to Anahuac.

“Yes, yes” they assured me, that is the way. I asked, “Will I make it?” “Oh yes, you’ll get there.” they said in unison. They must have been telling me what they thought I wanted to hear So I turned around again and headed down the cowpath, Now, it’s said that there are bad guys around here. I havent seen one myself, but for a few moments, I expected “El Chopo” himself to step out from the bushes. El Chopo is Mexicos most wanted fugitive.Not to be confused with El Chepe, the train.

Soon, I realized there was nothing but cows and campesinos out here. I really started to enjoy it, The scenery is so beautiful, that, at one point I teared up, I took some nice pictures. I can’t insert them into the text of the blog, because of a software problem. But I think I can put them in at the very brginning. And, I did find my way out. I never found Anahuac.

Guy