I was up with the sun as I wasn’t sure if the farmer whose old building I was camped in would come to visit. I packed up and pulled off at the nearby junction to find breakfast and water. After a petrol station breakfast I headed out towards Tula, where I had a Couchsurfing host lined up.
My left crank continued to loosen, and having stopped 3 or 4 times I was getting kinda annoyed. I stopped at a little shop by the side of the road and saw a pick-up truck with some guys standing next to it so decided to see where they were going. I explained myself and asked if they were heading in the same direction as me, it turned out that they were, but only for about 1km as that’s where they worked. I thanked them for their time and headed off on a long gentle climb with the frustration of having to stop frequently to tighten up my crank.
The best thing of the long uphill, was that it meant I had the ride ended with 45-50km of gentle downhill and effortlessness as I coasted into Tula, most famous for the Toltec ruins nearby which date back to when it was the largest city in Mexico during the 9th and 10th centuries.
The building I slept at
Down hill (windy)
A little viaduct