We have done it: the feared road between Los Mochis and Tepic lies behind us and we are all in good spirit. There was only one brief moment of excitement as gun shots like sounds were heard in the car of Mahuma, Max-Martin and Sandra. First ducking, then exploring, at last relief: the safety harness of the cover of the roof tents went off and crashed against the car roof. Lucky us! To be honest: there was no feeling of fear and anxiety, we followed the advice of the locals to go via the expensive toll road and as it is Good Friday, there is no heavy traffic and it seems that also the Catholic Mafia are in church today.
So we pass lovely crop fields and cattle herds, enjoy the sunshine and 30 degrees Celsius and finally the view onto the white beaches of Mexico and the Pacific.
But in the late afternoon the picture changes: more military, more check points, more road blocks, heavy guns, pools of police cars – never one alone. We are relieved to reach Tepic, heavily protected by military inclusive heavy weaponery – and inside town an almost perverted feeling of safety and security.
Our night camp is at the backyard of big Pemex petrol station next to huge American trucks. For the first time in days we can cook, we can shower and use the satellite antenna to send out our reports to Germany. And we feel safe to sleep under the protection of the security guard of the petrol station and our own night watch. What a treat…