In 1954, with the exception of the semifinished Hwy 15, there was not a single paved road or bridge in Mazaltán—much less in the entire state of Sinaloa! At the time, Mazatlán’s countryside was densely woven with lagoons, streams and wetlands. While automobiles were scarce, the few that passed through had a hard time navigating the rugged territory. Makeshift “bridges” were slashed together with dugout canoes and wooden planks, providing passage—albeit a rickety one!—for cars. Halfway across, a self-appointed official greeted motorists and haggled for the toll.