Firstly, Happy Birthday to Liz, Dennis’s little sister. 70 today. We said there would be no more blogs until we return to Mexico at the end of December. This isn’t a daily blog but a thank you to everyone who hosted us en route during stage two of our journey.…
It’s 9pm and we are in a hotel room in L.A, waiting for a pizza to arrive. Ordered at 8.10pm. If it doesn’t arrive soon I’ll be asleep! After a rather sleep deprived night, I was up at 7.45am and down the road to see what damage had been done…
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,…
Last night was perfectly relaxing. Nobody around and the sea gently lapping the shore. But it must have been one of the longest nights for me. Yes it was hot, 31 degrees in ‘Poki’ at 2am! Poki! How appropriate after last night. That’s the new name for our ‘Green Goddess’,…
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…
Tonight we are camped very close to the water line in a marginal campsite, on the Sea of Cortez. It’s nearly 6.30pm and very warm, humidity wise. Last night while Nicky, Joel, Jen and I were enjoying a chat in the bar over a beer, a small fly buzzed into…
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…
Three other RV’s must have come into the campsite after we had gone to bed at 8pm!! We heard them all leave before we rose this morning. Today’s drive was through very arid, sparsely populated territory. Hot and inhospitable. The scenery alternating between brown hilly, scrubby ground with several different…
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…
Well, a lovely camp site looking right over the Pacific from an elevation of about 30m. The swim last night was lovely and refreshing. Jen thought it was cold but once under, it was warm. It’s a dry dusty site but with a view to die for. The only problem…
