Crossing from the state of Oaxaca to the state of Chiapas was a medley of experiences.
The clouds continued to drift over us and sunshine would break through and highlight the mountains we were pedaling towards.
Climbing into the sierras, we were treated to the calls of woodpeckers and spotted some oriole nests (thanks to Keith G for helping us with the avian research).
The oriole nest swung in the wind
A spring provided a break and a place to cool down. I spotted something sparkling in the sand, excited by the prospect of a gold strike. Unfortunately, the exclamation of “Eureka!” would have to wait, it was only mica.
Shortly after crossing into Chiapas, the headwinds funneled and concentrated by the valleys, became so strong that it forced us off the road several times. Battered by the wind, it was impossible to stay balanced and upright on the bicycles. We got off the bikes and pushed, downhill, just to make some forward progress.
Luckily, this was a short lived event. While still strong, the wind died down a bit once we rounded a bend in the road.
We also had the novel experience of a new road surface — logs. Late in the day we spotted a location uphill, across an improvised log road, where we were guaranteed to not be disturbed while we camped for the night.