Today we take the longer 3.5 hour train ride, exiting the Copper Canyon area and heading to the Sea of Cortez. Supposedly we will have been through 86 tunnels and crossed 39 bridges during our two train rides.
Our luggage being taken from the hotel hopefully to the train station.
Waiting for the train once again. Will it be on time?
I was impressed with the uniformity of the logs.
Here comes El Chepe!
We knew the routine this time and there were fewer people trying to board.
We were again in a partially filled Executive Class coach so everyone could spread out and have a window seat if they desired. Uncommon Journeys arranged for us to have a sit-down lunch on the train which turned out to be exceptional in my opinion. Amtrak could learn a bit on how to run a railroad by visiting this one!
Scenery along the way as we head out of the mountain area.
One of several bridges we crossed on our 3.5 hour trip.
A salmon entree which was excellent! And they served a good wine with it.
The afternoon passed by with ample opportunity to watch the world go by and even take a nap as we headed back to sea level and the colonial town of El Fuerte where we will be spending the night.
I always wonder what is the story behind abandoned buildings like this one. Who lived here? Why did they leave?
Meditating for a short while.
Reversing direction to the other side of the canyon.
One of several rivers we crossed.
Another river crossing.
Suddenly we start seeing catcus.
Our final stop at el Fuerte. Our train ride is over.
Back to lower elevations.
El Fuerte is a small town (population of ~13,000) in the state of Sinaloa. The hotel we will be staying at- Posada Hidalgo is famous as it was supposedly the birthplace of Don Diego de La Vega, known as “El Zorro (the fox)”, who was sort of the Robin Hood for common and indigenous people in California in the 19th century. It turned out that the hotel and surrounding property were gorgeous and a place where one might want to spend more than one night! Unfortunately we were only here for one night.
Our hotel in el Fuerte is Hotel Posada del Hidalgo.
Unusual entrance to our hotel.
This property is supposedly the home where el Zorro was born!
The pool and bar area.
The dining area.
One of several courtyards in the hotel complex.
Another courtyard.
Amazing that these trees manage to survive.
Artifacts from the area on display.
Modern bath in our room.
Walkway outside our room.
More wandering roots. It reminded me of Angkor Wat.
Pool, anyone?
Not sure where this staircase leads to.
Artwork on display.
A religious shrine tucked in the wall.
The former resident of this home-Zorro!
Before dinner I did a quick walk around the area where the hotel is located to take a few pictures.
Parroquia del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús. Church in the town plaza next to the hotel.
This is arid cactus country.
Government building on the plaza.
Lots of bougainvillea in bloom.
Christopher and Abraham arranged for a light dinner served next to the pool where we had front row seats to a “show” that featured an appearance by El Zorro himself, along with “Mrs. Zorro” and a small Mexican band who provided songs and some dancing involving guests! Yvonne and I were strategically seated to avoid becoming part of the show!
Trying something new: This is a “chelada”, a light beer mixed with fresh lime juice and served in a salt rimmed glass.
A marvelous sangria.
El Zorro picking a fight with one of the guests!
Zorro asking Barry if his sword is sharp enough.
Barry & JoAnn were sitting in the wrong place and ended up having to dance with Zorro and his wife!
An excellent flan!
Tomorrow we revert back to travel by van as we head to our last stop on the Sea of Cortez.