And this old gent wisely let the woman do all the talking.
"Down the road 1.5 miles you come to a "Y". Right leads you to Mainero. Don't go left, that takes you to Camarones."
"Chuck, do you think that's the same Camarones we know?"
It was 5:30 and getting late.
Such a decision, one way led to Mainero and slab, accomplishing our goal, but a long way from home. The other more dubious was a "short cut" home but one part of the connection was unknown.
As in, NOMM. Not On My Map.
Joe began to squirm, but he was with us to the end.
The lady assured us we would get thru. "No se queda," she repeated. (You won't stay.)
We left our steadily improving road for a tight class III thru the woods and a fold in the hills, then a pass, and finally......