I spent my third Christmas in Mexico last year.
In 4 days I raced across the better half of the country to get to my buddy’s in Cancun in time for Christmas.
Michoacan is famous for a few things, but I went there to see the biggest group of Monarch butterflies that convene anywhere in the world.
The homie Jorge hooked it up huge in Guadalajara.
I slipped out of Sayulita early one morning after hearing about a mountain bike ride with a guide company out of Puerto Vallarta.
The ocean was calling. It had been close to 6 weeks since I left the Pacific Ocean in Vancouver, and I needed to get back to the water.
I’m not going to lie, I was a little scared driving south from the Copper Canyon.