Last week I wrote about St. Mark and the rainy season. Well, he didn't wait long to come through. Today is the sixth day in a row that it has rained here in La Montaña.
That is great for the people who depend on their crops of
corn and beans to stay alive all year. It’s not so great for people who have to
drive the roads in the mountains. What were called “dirt roads” last week are
now called “mud roads.” Add in fog and wind and cold (and dark, on occasion), and you have a
not-so-nice driving experience at times.
|Driving back from San Pedro Viejo|
|Driving back from Yerba Santa|
The bad thing about the mud is that most of the roads are quite inclined. So if you are going uphill, your tires are spinning—and if you can’t make it, it’s scary to have to back down in the mud; just like driving on ice, it’s easy to lose control of your vehicle if you touch the brakes. And driving downhill around a steep curve can be scary too.
|Vehicles turning around rather than trying to go down a very steep section|
|People from Yerba Santa going to the entrance of the village to greet Bishop Dagoberto|
Don Dagoberto asked me to greet everyone associated with Mission Mexico and to thank you for your solidarity. He is a wonderful bishop, and the people here are thrilled that he is willing to spend so much time with them instead of just being in his office.
|Bishop Dagoberto and Mike in Yerba Santa (he had more collars of flowers than me, but he removed them|
to put on his Mass vestments—just in case you're wondering)
One thing about driving on mud roads is that if a vehicle gets stuck on the road ahead of you, you have no choice but to get out and try to assist the driver in moving on. So even today I still have a sore throat and bad cold from getting so cold and wet on several occasions this past week.
|We had to push this truck at least ten times in different places|
|I guess I won't be able to claim a "never got stuck" rainy season this year|
|Some women at Mass in San Pedro Viejo|
(the women tend to be on the right side of the church, the men on the left)
|Father Juan with his first cup of coffee from his new coffee pot—thank you, Mission Mexico|