Day 11 Dec 29

A visit with Jobe.
I was still concerned with the attachment of the rear trunk and told myself that today was more about relieving that angst than making miles. If I pressed hard for the border I would probably make it but later in the day than I would like.
The guy who ran the hotel woke up and unlocked the garage at day break and I was on my way. A little over a 100 miles down the road and I stopped at a Mechenic and asked about a moto mechanic, he directed me a few blocks away to Motorcycle Row, a block of shops that were not open yet.
This is in Puerto Escondito and it looked like I had a lot of options when they opened. All I needed was a drill and a small bit and an easy out, The bolt had broken cleanly and would need little coaxing to back out. At home I have a set of left hand drill bits that have served me well for just such a project.
My search led me to a Husky chainsaw shop across the street from a hardware store. I looked in on the nuts and bolt guys and saw they had drill bits and easy outs, I should have good access to the hard parts. Then I went to the chainsaw shop and asked about use of a drill. The shop passed me down the line to a young man that spoke fair Engles and we made a deal for the use of some tools, in the street next to the shop entrance.
I should have seen it coming when he introduced himself as, hear "hobey" read  Jobe. This guy was about to reek biblical havoc on my KLR. I disassembled the bike and got down to the problem bolts. Jobe then collected up an extension cord and drill. I stopped him from using to large a drill bit and picked one out of a bin that would not have eradicated all traces of threads. He plugged the two bare wires at the end of the cord into the wall and twisted the bare wires on the drill to the bare wires on the other end of the extension cord, my guess is this technique eliminates the need to have a specific end of the extension cord at the receptacle.
 lWhile I was busy rummaging a bin for a center punch to give the drill bit a start Jobe was busy starting to drill the bolts out with a dull drill that drifted into the thread surface and securely insured no possibility of ever getting the bolt ends out. I took the drill away from him and explained that I thought he made a mistake, his response was " Not my fault, its to hard" . I am again distracted by a real mechanic who was working on a chain saw, while we were discussing possible corrective action, in bad spanglish Jobe managed to break off a tap in one of the hole he finished drilling. "not my fault is very hard". I now have the factory tabs that excepted the bolts rendered useless, not many choices left. I forbade Jobe from doing anything I did not witness and explained that although he was a nice guy he was no mechinic. I then hacksawed the tabs off and sharpened  a drill bit on a borrowed angle grinder, and through drill the rear frame loop. The frame had enough meat to accommodate the holes and the next problem was shimming the height up so the space the  removed tabs created was filled. The hardware shop across the street supplied nuts bolts and washers. I was a lot more trusting of this fix than I was of the zip ties and jury bolting I had to resort to. I hated to drill the frame loop but I will check the nuts from under the fender often and I had some thread lock to put on them. With no slop factor to allow movement and reasonable speeds at the bumps I should be OK.
This all transpired in three hours, most of the time was negotiating borrowed tools and getting hardware, then returning hardware to get the correct size then repeating all the above. In my garage it would not have taken an hour. Jobe's boss charged me 20 bucks for his services, I thought that was a little steep (muy caro) seeing as how he broke it three times before I fixed it. He implied it "wasn't hims fault, its to hard" besides there was something about compensation for Jobe not being able to perform his normal duty's of delivery and sweeping.
There for sure was to be no border crossing today,another 150 miles and I would stage so I could get there early in the morning.