Bahia san luis Gonzaga

After San Felipe we made a particularly difficult run to Bahia san luis Gonzaga. On the road we noticed about 6 buzzards circling. It always makes me nervous down here when I see those birds. I thought I was riding pretty fast but apparently one of those buzzards figured I must already be dead cause I wasn"t moving fast enough for him. The next thing I know I am goggles to beak with the ugliest red headed turkey buzzard I ever want to see. Cliff was right behind and thought it was really funny.


We spent Monday night in Gonzaga at Alfonsina"s-the best place in the Bay....the only place in the bay. When we pulled up to Alfonsina"s there were dirt bikes everywhere and lots of noise coming from the bar. We walked in to claim a room and the guy said he was sorry but there were not rooms available. John made some wimpering noise and mumbled something about sleeping on the beach. Dave puffed himself up as big as he could, gave the guy a cold stare and Cliff was in a fetal position at the guys feet. The guy hesitated a minute and then to wait and he would see what he could do. Apparently he thought it was a funny joke--we weren"t laughing.

Tuesday morning we made the run to Coco"s Corner to meet the legend himself. Coco was holding court to 6 or 7 other bikers as we pulled up. He was standing at a very short table telling stories and jokes. I mentioned it was a short table because Coco just had his last leg amputated a few months ago. While he was in the hospital thieves stripped his place, taking his beer (huge quantities, according to Coco), tires off his trucks and all the wiring from his buildings. John bought 250 feet of electrical wire to replace what was stolen and we presented it to him. He really appreciated it. We took some pictures, laughed abit, drank some cokes and hit the road.

Tuesday night was in Bahia de Los Angeles, commonly known as Bay of LA, at Larry and Raquels. A great place with a bunch of other bikers and quad heads. Larry was our host and really took care of us.
We went into town and soon Cliff was inquiring about the next leg of our trip from people he met--teacher types, always gathering information. John was out making friends with every kid and adult he could find, Dave was texting everybody he knew that couldn"t make the trip and teasing them for not coming and I was looking for somebody to talk to about "end of life issues"........I was having the least success! We all revent back!

Today, Wednesday was the day we feared the most because of the amount of dirt road we had to cover. It all worked out find......................................................well, it almost worked out fine. John, being the oldest and most experienced of all of us when it comes to biking, gave us an example of how to approach a fellow biker that has stopped in the road as well as create a fine memory that will not soon be forgotten as well as prove that a moving object creates real havoc with a stationary object. The stationary object would be John"s buddy Don"s bike. The moving object would be John"s bike and the result was all caught clearly on video as John PLOWED into the back of MY bike. Fortunately no one was hurt but the left pannier on my bike has been DESTROYED! I was video taping the whole event so if we can find a 13 year old kid to show us how to down load it you will all be able to see it.

We are in San Ignacio which is probably one of the nicest stops on the trip--my opinion. Tomorrow we go to the Pacific to play around and then on to Santa Rosalia the next day. We will try for some pictures then. Blessings to all.
P.S. Can you believe John would just run into the back of my bike like that?