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La Laguna de Bacalar. Wow, what a place. Its waters are said to reflect seven colours and over its eighty kilometre length, are never more than six metres in depth, hence the sumptuous …

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The journey between the turquoise sea of Tulum, and the equally translucent waters of Laguna de Bacalar, has been a good one. A chance to ride off pavement again, which always brings a …

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I first visited Tulum as a twenty year old backpacker. In my memory at least, the place was all but untouched – just a few palapas on a white, powdery beach and a …

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I can’t say that cycling in the flat, featureless Yukatan Peninsula, slap bang in the middle of the Mexico’s hottest months, has been a highlight of my journey across this incredibly diverse country. …

Or, how I learnt that’s it’s far better to ride a bicycle than push/drag it along a beach for eight hours… Click here for the whole photo-story.…

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After the dull drone of parched hot and bolt straight highways, Campeche has revealed an unexpected dimension – a land of inspiring bike culture, where bread is laced with cheese, ham and spicy jalapeno peppers, and …

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After bidding farewell to Jungle Man Frank, The Tall Frenchman and I took to the road once more. We were heading for the Yukatan Peninsula, the large tract of land that juts out of …

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So here I am in Valladolid, Yucatan, trying to avoid the rivulets of sweat that are beading down my temples from gracing this keyboard. Yes, it’s still hot… Tomorrow I should …

I’m now in Merida, Yukatan, melting in the midday sun, and still playing catchup on the blog. I’ll get there… In the meantime, here’s some thoughts on San Cristobal…

Perched at a lofty 2100m amongst the pine forests of the …