Some strange events

On the way to Chacala my bike worked itself back out of funcionality from the crash.  I ended up stuck in this extremley small little beach town 12 KM off the hishway.  It was cool, I got a free place to camp and spent about 5 days there.  3 days into it I was sitting on the beach at my little camp and all of a sudden I here somewhat shout my name and I turn around and its Jackie from the oregon coast!  The first person I had met to bike with on the trip. I didnt even know he was on the mainland and we all of a sudden met up on this little beach way off the beatin path.  He was with another cyclist, Jason who had started in Alaska.  We all got caught up and since they were both mechanics they were able to get my bike functional and so we are now all riding together!  At least until Zihuantejo.  We are now in Salulita, this is my second time here and a much different experience.  From a family Vaction to bike tour mode you have totally different agendas.  The town is getting extremley developed and has changed dramaticcaly even in the short time it was that I was here last.  Today we are going to head south and try to blast past Puerto Vallarta.  Happy Trails to all.