One cannot see much from the photo, but a few hardy men hang from a rope on the side of the mountain and with a sledge hammer and pick, mine the slate off of the cliffs and stack the slate along the roadbed.
A view of the road through the mountains
I think that they forgot to put a guardrail here
The mountain views were awesome
Now that we have made our fortune trading opals, we journeyed to Jalpan (home of the oldest of five missions in the area). We left Tequis, drove by Bernal’s monolith, and took a scary ride over the mountains to view the five missions and then travel on to Xilitla from Jalpan.
The road did have a few guard rails, but most of the time when you navigated the hair-pin curves, there was nothing between you and your maker, except a twelve inch gravel shoulder.