We needed to do some maintenance on and tidying up in Poki, so we drove to the edge of the resort and found a quiet place with a large shady tree. After a hearty porridge breakfast, Dennis changed into his overalls and I set about cleaning out the food box,…
Rising slowly, as we weren’t in a hurry, I watched the water birds, while Dennis cooked porridge. We are parked close to the beach with a small lagoon on our left. Here there are large grey herons, small grey herons, large white herons and a large brown bird, like an…
My opinion of Daggett’s Camp Ground improved after a lovely warm shower and hair wash. The wifi also started to work again during breakfast. Setting off just before 10am, we had to retrace our steps back to MEX1, by just over 60kms. On the way we passed a small turning…
Last night we had been chatting in the bar with an Aussie Guy, Mick. Although he sounded like an American having lived in San Diego for more than 20 years. He and his friends regularly come down to Baja on dirt bikes. He knows the area very well. This morning…
The drive to the Mexican border at Tijuana was lovely. We asked the Sat-Nav to take us on a non-motorway route, which she did. Through the mountains. It was very scenic but very winding too, so slow. Made slower by having to stop several times as the wooden electricity poles…
It was a beautiful silent night in the desert, after the most amazing sunset. Absolutely still with stars brightly twinkling. We were up by 8, but not in the mood to rush. Dennis changed a fuel filter before we left. I said in my last blog that Death Valley was…
Day 139. Monday, 30th September. From Boulder Creek Camp Ground South of Lone Pine to Shoshone RV Park, Shoshona. After a double breakfast, the campsite provided free coffee and muffins and we had our porridge too, we set off into Death Valley. My first impression was the vastness. It is…
It was rather a shock last night to be advised by the camp host that the weather forecast for the weekend was for rain followed by snow. Not knowing what we would wake up to, we found the temperature had plummeted, but it was still a fine day. We headed…
After saying goodbye to our French fellow campers, Annie and Jean Paul, we set off for Klamath Falls. Driving through a very wide flat valley, this morning’s scenery was all agricultural. Pastureland with thousands of grazing beef cattle. Farmers seem to follow more traditional methods here. The cattle are all…
Today dawned damp and grey. A fine drizzle. Probably more of a sea mist rather than actual precipitation. Since we have returned there is a noticeable difference in the season. When we left we had been in sandals and T-shirts, now we are in sweaters and trainers. It isn’t cold,…
