I’m on the roof of the dry-rotted hotel in La Paz (the roof has been propped back up looks like four times now) with a case of beer, a crew of Mexican welders, and a Canadian Romanian computer programer. One of the welders chews off the top of a beer can, and spits the aluminum … Continue reading La Paz to Ohiopyle
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San Evaristo to La Paz
"Well, there's a little climb you're gonna go up," say the old American guy in the 4x4 van. Just a little one. Hardly noticeable. Real quick push. A few hours of hot desert riding and nice coast riding gets us within 20 miles of La Paz, and we set up camp on the beach. It … Continue reading San Evaristo to La Paz
Loreto to San Evaristo
"We gonna start another war!" yells the older French Canadian guy. We're burning some palm fronds that I gathered up earlier from around the campground. The fat bases of the fronds make pretty decent firewood. "Another war!" he yells at the woman from British Columbia. They've been playing the French and English Canadian thing back … Continue reading Loreto to San Evaristo
Loreto to Agua Verde to Loreto
--- Ok, I think I’ll be good now. I stand up slow, covered in spiky grass seed. I’ve had four very loose stools (to use the clinical term) in the last eight miles. The delicious eggs we ate at that not-so-clean house yesterday really seemed like a good idea. So did the watery fresh goat … Continue reading Loreto to Agua Verde to Loreto
Mulege to Loreto
Can't pass up the Lava Pies for reakfabst. --- We're at an RV park that's mostly full of retired Canadians. It's real cheap, the view is good, and the shower is nice. I'm on the beach, trying to clean the sand out of my headset so that it stops crackling (which is going about as … Continue reading Mulege to Loreto
Bahia Los Angeles to Mulege
"Should we check the place?" I say. The sign for the rancho is snapped in half, the painted letters flaking like they haven't been retouched in a decade. "I don't know, it really looks like there's not anything there." Cervaza fria! We're 80 miles by rough dirt road from the closest town."I think we better … Continue reading Bahia Los Angeles to Mulege
Camino Diablo to Bahia Los Angeles
“Stop here. Here, come up here. To the line. What is your business in Mexico, and where are you going?” says the border guard. He frowns and crosses his arms. I push my bike into Los Algodones, totally overwhelmed. The buildings are painted bright purple, dentist and optometrist's offices jammed on top of one another, … Continue reading Camino Diablo to Bahia Los Angeles