Yesterday morning Emma got up at 5:30 a.m. to go on a motorcycle trip with me to the interior. We were eight explorers on four motorcycles. We travelled on gravel roads and encountered heavy dust, two flat tires and really nice people. We got home after dark the same day, hot, tired and dusty.
We stopped at a local eatery for lunch. Suddenly a herd of over 100 cattle came racing through town with a bunch of cowboys yelling and galloping in ever which direction. One calf fell down in the running so one of the cowboys roped it and tied it up to the house across the street from us.
We were doing another survey trip to Tres Poderes. We are planning to establish a beach head, from which to reach into the “colonias” scattered throughout this region. We don’t really know what we are doing, so please pray for God’s favor and clear direction.
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