A new Church that has taken 20 years, so far, to build,
and still plenty of work to be done.
Following a huge breakfast in a restaurant about 5 miles south of the hotel, we left for Nando's family ranch, via a couple of small villages, Tubutama and Oquitoa being two. The final village we stopped at, Altar, is famous for being the last town before the border with the USA. It is about 100km away, along a toll road, that is not paved, and is extremely rough. It was named "The Devils Highway" by National Geographic when they broadcast a TV program about illegals crossing the border from Mexico to the US, and it is not difficult to see how it got its name. The town itself has more taxi's, and more 15 seater buses than I have seen in a city 10 times its size. The buses and taxis are used by the "Coyotes" to transport "illegals" to the border, where guides take over for the border crossing. These people pay thousands of dollars. Dollars they can't afford, with no guarantees that they will get over the border, or that they won't get captured if they do. Also, in the town there are dozens of street vendors, all selling back packs, woolly hats and warm clothing, water bottles and all sorts of paraphernalia one may need for a long trek across country, in cold and inhospitable desert terrain.
But I digress......We left Altar and headed along the bumpy and dusty "Devils Highway" to Nandos family ranch, near La Trinidad.
What a reception we had. We were treated like family. The ranch was a great place, and one of the highlights of their day was watching us eat enormous steaks, cooked over an open BBQ. Jane was asked if she wanted desert. She asked, "What have you got?" To all our surprise, Oscar, who took over the cooking duties, replied, "Banana flambe" True to his word he served up, a great looking banana flambe. He apologised for the fact that he had to use tequila instead of brandy. Whatever, we all had a taste, and it was delicious.
We had a great visit, with Sandy and Nando translating for us. Finally, we had to take our leave.
We stopped in the desert to search for shards of pottery, said to be Yaqui Indian, from 1100 years ago. There were pieces all over the desert floor.
Back on the "Devils Highway" for the final leg to the border. What a ride !!!.
The border crossing itself was uneventful, though by the look on the guards face when told we were British, they don't get too many of us Brits going across their crossing.

Inside the Church

A small town square.
A drive up to the hill top, where you can see the river below.

A view from the top

More Jack Rabbits.

And a Road Runner
Kino's, in need of some repair.
wedding in April.
for the weekend.

Around the Ranch

All the cooking is done outside most of the year.
This tree is called a "Mentor" tree.

















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