An Easy 40 Mile Ride
Trip Start Jul 04, 2010
163Trip End May 10, 2011
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Trip Altitude 226m
Total Distance (cumulative) 739 kilometers
Pancake and egg breakfast, 2 hours of Internet, pork tacos, champagne with Glenn and Joan on the beach... What more needs to be said?
It was quite chilly in our tent in the night. A bit of a surprise. That gave us an indication that we would not need to hide out from the sun today. We woke with at daylight and were packed by 6:30.
The first small hill was a bit of a shocker to start the morning, but then after that, it was smooth sailing with short ups and downs with long flat stretches. And the weather was cool. We got to the dusty town of Camalu and decided coffee would be nice. We knew we had time. We also split a plate of pancakes and eggs. Not bad. Gustavo the proprietor gave us a free refill, American style. I don't know what the custom is here in Mexico. It was a long leisurely stop. Gustavo liked to chat and share his simple philosophy on life. “We are all one…”
We rolled into San Quintin at 11, early enough to justify 2 hours on the Internet checking mail and posting our next blog entry. We decided to keep going. We got a hotel recommendation. Then one fellow suggested beach camping spot 15 more miles down the road. We were hungry and stopped at a taco stand. To die for carnitas (pork) tacos. It is really the salsa that makes it! Last ATM for awhile so we got some more pesos even though we had for 4 or 5 days left from the 1st $500 worth…. Exiting Lazario Cardenas town, we came to a fork on the road, right is old highway 1, and left was new highway 1. Both routes re-converge in 6 miles. The tractor driver passing by suggested the old road. Another passer by stopped his car and said to take the new road, everyone does. “But isn’t that more traffic?" We said. We talked him into it and he agreed to take the old road. I km later the pavement dissolved into dust and sand. Other passersby said turn left and then right when your hit the pavement. What ever pavement that may have been there is now washed away by rain and floods. A thousand meters into the dirt, the track became more fluffy sand. We had to get off and push. Then two buses came barreling by,covering us in more dust.
Soon enough though, we laughed. If we are not lost from time to time, we are not happy……
But we were happier to get to the pavement again.
The road was bordered by dusty green and gray houses and corporate nurseries and farms. Finally, we spotted a homemade billboard advertising RV park Fidel and turn-off on dirt route for ½ km. Then another sign posting:" 500 meters" and jet another. The beach-front RV Camp was almost deserted with exception of 3 or 4 RVs. A fellow came out and asking for $10 to use the campground with showers. We said we were just bikes so would not need RV hook-up or electricity. We settled on $5 or 60 pesos…. We pushed our bikes through the soft sand to the beach.
The strong cold wind was constant and we decided to pitch behind a block wall next to a big RV owned by Glen and Joan, a nice US couple who settled in San Felipe after retirement. They escape the unbearable summer heat from July to September and park their ample RV beach-front at Fidel's. Glenn came out and introduced himself and invited us over for drinks. We needed to finish pitching our tent and take a shower… When we were finally ready, Glenn broke out Champagne for the occasion. Their well behaved menagerie of 3 dogs and 2 cats joining in the party.