By Colin McDonald - Express-News
GUERRERO VIEJO, Mexico — As soon as he stepped onto the mud shore below the church ruins, Eric Ellman could visualize the party.
The racers would storm across the Rio Grande, landing their kayaks and canoes to the cheers of fans lining the streets of this 200-year-old, half-sunken and abandoned town now exposed by a drought-lowered lake.
After an awards ceremony in front of the church’s cleaned-up facade, camps would be set up. A band would play. Where cows now stood, couples would dance under a star-studded sky.
The Rio Grande again would be a uniting element, not just a heavily patrolled boundary be tween two impoverished, semi-isolated populations. [read rest of article]
The racers would storm across the Rio Grande, landing their kayaks and canoes to the cheers of fans lining the streets of this 200-year-old, half-sunken and abandoned town now exposed by a drought-lowered lake.
After an awards ceremony in front of the church’s cleaned-up facade, camps would be set up. A band would play. Where cows now stood, couples would dance under a star-studded sky.
The Rio Grande again would be a uniting element, not just a heavily patrolled boundary be tween two impoverished, semi-isolated populations. [read rest of article]
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