Near noon we stop at a small fishing town for brunch and a sun-break. We meet a gringo surfer camping at Rio Nexpa, a few miles ahead, reputedly with high surf and two great point-breaks. This is their re-provisioning town. Now we climb into several hours of high winding mountain road, very slow and dry, but here and there offering spectacular vistas of coastline from high vantage points. Traffic is non-existent and I realise that most of it has probably opted for the inland toll road through Guadalajara.
Towns are also few and far between and the fuel gauge has been low for a long time.
Many miles later I can't believe she is still running on empty. Mentally planning for the worst, we are told gas is 10 minutes ahead where the mountains flatten out. Prayers answered, we roll in and tank up, including the empty spare tank. We now cross a huge flat agricultural plain. Tecoman is it's main centre, a low dull place.