Finally home in Cabo

Trip Start Sep 07, 2013
Trip End Oct 30, 2013

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Where I stayed
Casa Constance
What I did
Beautiful Sea of Cortez

Flag of Mexico  , Baja California,
Sunday, October 20, 2013

Last blog, y'all.  It was a heck of a trip.

Going through Tecate, the border crossing is always a hair-raising, nail-biting, stress-inducing, head shaking ordeal, not to mention the large dose of ATTITUDE heaped on us at immigration, then narrow, harrowing, streets to navigate to get on Route 3 south to Ensenada.  Why are all these Mexican towns so Uuuuuuugly?

We were able to get through Ensenda ok, and stopped for lunch at an abandon military checkpoint (or which there are numerous on the way down), and a few minutes later a Federally, or Federal State Patrol, gets out of his vehicle, brandishing an AK47 to ask us what we're doing there.  My funny-bone instinct was to throw up my hands and yell "Don't Shoot, We surrender", but not knowing if he had a sense of humor, decided to play it cool.  He was ok, after it settled down, just curious why a couple of old gringos in filthy RV would be stopped at the side of the highway.  Good thing we didn't ask that of ourselves; probably wouldn't be able to muster an answer.

The first night we stayed on our favorite beach Papallon, just south of San Quintin, then on to Guerrero Negro (long haul), then through Mulege and Loreto, but as you can see in the photos, they had so much rain that it washed out some of the roads, and we had to go through some fairly deep water across arroyos.  Yikes!  Just past Loreto, some dude tried to pass us on a blind cure at 75 miles an hour, and slammed into my driver's side mirror, totaling it.  Why is it that all male Mexicans insist on testing their manhood on death defying driving.  Apparently, if you don't cheat death a few times you ain't got "ouevos".  That's going to be spendy to replace.

Got to LaGuna Hills, and everything is a fluorescent green and the yard is completely over gown - looks like a mini-jungle.  The ruts in the roads here are so deep, we could hardly get up to our house, much less up our driveway.  But I hired a couple of guys to clean up the yard, got a truck load of dirt to fill in the ruts, and awaaaayyyy we go.  It was stinking HOT and muggy, but leaping into our nice, crystal-clear pool, and drinking a little malt beer, straightened our mood.  It is so beautiful here, it's ridiculous.  Love it.
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