As we travel
along the highway, it is obvious that modern farming co-exists with old
fashioned methods. Cattle are being fed
in feed lots, and close by a cowboy is herding a group of cattle or goats.
Airplanes are spraying the crops and fertilizer is being incorporated into the
irrigation systems. At a rest stop just
outside Guasave, Rico, a local, said that a frost had killed a lot of the
farmers' corn and vegetables. We begin
to notice evidence of the frost the farther we traveled.
Several hours later, we crossed the “Tropic of Cancer” just
before we arrived at our destination, “Las Jaibas RV Park” in Mazatlan. After getting situated in our new Park, we
settled down to enjoy our Social and make plans for tomorrow.
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James and Gail |
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