The Guadalajara Reporter
Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
Head north out of Guadalajara too rapidly and you might find yourself flying through the air and falling 500 meters into La Barranca de Huentitán!
Last May I related in this column my numerous and colorful encounters with scorpions (such as discovering them on my bath towel or inside my pajamas), adding, happily, that after 32 years of living, hiking and camping in Mexico I had never been stung by a scorpion.
In 1971, ecologists from all over the world met in the city of Ramsar, Iran to deal with the worsening conditions of wetlands on this planet.
My friend Josh Wolf finally got himself a vehicle designed for exploring the byways of Jalisco, many of which cannot be reached by ordinary cars. He may have overdone it a bit, as his new Nissan Pathfinder comes with so many bells, whistles and built-in entertainment attractions that kids might never be tempted to peek out the window at the natural marvels around them.
Since 2003 the lives of thousands of young girls in rural Mexico have been made brighter thanks to a retired Californian who loves to crochet.
Over the years I have gone to visit Mexican friends and relatives in the hospital and whenever I have done so, I have always found the patient in the company of a family member.
Once again I am getting up at an ungodly hour of the morning to cover another Bird Count story.
