Saujil to Villa Mazan
No Donnie Darko hasn't joined us on his bike, it's Richard with a cows skull on his head. Not sure what passing motorists thought, but he seemed to be enjoying hiself.
These little bridges are the only shade (and shelter from the wind) for 70km. A great spot for lunch and a little siesta.
Approaching Villa Mazan the wind whipped up the sand. Sarah put the pain to the back of her mind and thought about the exfoliating effect on her leathery face!
