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Posts about where we stayed the night.

Baja California is full of surprises.

Also, full of puppies.

Also, full of puppies.

It has only been a few days since we last updated, but we are having so many adventures and new experiences each day that it is worth another update so soon. Also, while we have internet!

Unexpected wine country

Unexpected wine country

We are currently in the small town of El Rosario, about ¼ of the way down the Baja California peninsula. Our overwhelmingly positive impression of Mexico persists. This area is a study of contrasts: the hills are often stark and boulder-strewn, while the towns are lively and packed with businesses. There is a long agricultural valley with fields of tomatoes, prickly pear cacti, brussel sprouts, and strawberries. There are herds of goats in the hills and cows in the valleys. When we camp there are chickens poking around in the dirt, dogs with puppies, cats, and all manner of insect life. When we go shopping we are amazed at the low prices. A mango was 2 pesos here: 15 cents .

Jason at the taco stand.

Jason at the taco stand.

Remember that last time we updated was in Ensenada, at the beginning of town. We headed away from the tourist strip to find some authentic tacos, and then braved the crazy city traffic to get out of town again. The cars and trucks were all very nice, but the buses were insane! They are privately run, and pick people up anywhere along the route, so they constantly swerve and stop and go again. It was quite an adventure getting out of the city, but we made it.

The tacos.

The tacos.

Crazy bus alert!  There were buses in many colors.

Crazy bus alert! There were buses in many colors.

That night we stayed in an amazing camping area. It was about $6 US per person, and we were given full run of a swimming pool / resort area with rows of picnic tables, a large pool, showers (that kind of worked, sometimes), and a central camping area. We stayed there again with our friends Antonie and Tyler. Antonie has this wonderful book called ‘Mexican Camping’ that details all of these places. Thank goodness for that book!

Huge pool just for us.

Huge pool just for us.

The next day we climbed out of the valley where we had camped and headed back down towards the ocean again. We stopped for lunch in the small town of San Vicente where we again had tacos and also discovered Mexican bakeries and fruit stores. There are so many delicious things for so cheap! We ended up buying 5 small loaves of bread, a large piece of banana bread, and two giant cookies for $4 US. For touring cyclists, this is happiness.

At the end of the day we have salt lines everywhere from the sweat.

At the end of the day we have salt lines everywhere from the sweat.

That night we camped in another swimming / camping area, but a much smaller one that wasn’t in the book. There was a whole pack of dogs / puppies running around that were very cute, but also very shy. There are so many street dogs here, since no one spays or neuters their animals. It is actually very sad, since none of them are looked after very well and there are just so so many. It makes me miss the service and guide dogs that we raised.

The shelter where all four of us stayed dry during the rainstorm.

The shelter where all four of us stayed dry during the rainstorm.

Shitos car wash.  Looks like the car in front came to the wrong place.

Shitos car wash. Looks like the car in front came to the wrong place.

Hurricane Simon passed us over that night. It rained buckets, but we stayed dry under a shelter. The road the next day had flooded areas, and we sometimes had to rush through the puddles to avoid getting seriously splashed by the passing vehicles. In some places the road was completely underwater, and in some places schoolkids were just swimming about in the deep mud puddles! Obviously, this area is not equipped for downpours.

 

Aftermath of rainstorm.

Aftermath of rainstorm.

We had planned to stay for a night in a camping area just outside of the city, but the access road was so underwater that cars couldn’t even get through. After discussing with our camping buddies A and T, we decided to push on to the next town of El Rosario. The riding was great all the way to town: a gentle tailwind, very low traffic, and barren but beautiful scenery. Sure, there was a big hill to climb, but it was just fine!

En route to El Rosario.  We caught up to our friends A and T again!

En route to El Rosario. We caught up to our friends A and T again!

Long, straight roads.  Very little traffic.

Long, straight roads. Very little traffic.

Bruno, our all-night watchdog.

Bruno, our all-night watchdog.

Last night we camped behind a restaurant on the outskirts of town, and were guarded all night long by the owners tough-looking but very sweet dog Bruno. Today we are resting and enjoying all that this little town has to offer. For example, Jason just used the bathroom in the local jail! Tonight we might even stay in a hotel so that we can take some much-needed showers. The next stretch is through the Vizcaino desert for about 200 miles. Don’t worry though, there are some water stops and campgrounds there at good intervals.

One more shot of Jason with the beautiful Northern Baja scenery.

One more shot of Jason with the beautiful Northern Baja scenery.

 

Mexico: Even better than we expected

So far, we love cycletouring in Mexico. Folks are overwhelmingly friendly, the road has been good, the scenery has been stunning, and everything is so cheap! Ok, so we are only on day three now, but these are our first impressions. With any luck, they will hold for the next three months.

The Baja in its stark beauty.

The Baja in its stark beauty.

We crossed into Mexico at the small town of Tecate. On the US side, there is no town to speak of, but there is a lively little town on the Mexican side. We were a bit confused at the crossing, but once the guards heard about our trip and how long we would spend in Mexico we were quickly ushered into the tourist office to get our visas. The official there instructed us to fill out forms, pay the fee, and return the paperwork for our visa. Before we knew it, we were proud owners of 180 day tourist visas for Mexico.

Also, the guard who helped us was watching Miley Cyrus videos from years ago when she still worked for Disney. It was hilarious.

Our first hotel room in Mexico.

Our first hotel room in Mexico.

In Tecate, we found a reasonable hotel room with Wifi and air conditioning for $26. It was so exciting for us: our first hotel of the trip, and in Mexico no less! From there, we explored on foot and found the famous bread store: El Mejor Pan de Tecate (The best bread of Tecate). Inside, there were rows of delicious pastries for about $1 each. So yummy!

 

El Mejor Pan de Tecate.

El Mejor Pan de Tecate.

We had real Mexican food (no yellow cheese) for dinner, and were quickly back at the room by dark. We were very tired!

The next day was our first day of real Mexican roads. For the most part, there was a wide shoulder. When it disappeared the cars and trucks were courteous, and often gave us a thumbs-up or slowed down to yell encouragements out the window. We were surprised at how enthusiastically we were welcomed. We had heard this road was bad from other touring blogs, but it was nothing like we expected. Perhaps the road has been improved in the last year.

At the top of the climb for today.

At the top of the climb for today.

Mexican houses in austere landscape.

Mexican houses in austere landscape.

We even met two more touring cyclists! Tyler and Antony found us sitting in the shade of a convenience store, and they recognized us from our blog. They too have come from the far north, so there was much to talk about. We agreed to meet them in our destination town to camp together.

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As I said before, the scenery was great. It was stark and dry, but beautiful. The temperature was hot (93) but not too uncomfortable. We ate tacos in town, bought water, and camped for free with our new friends. After an extravagant day of meals out, we tallied our total expense: $18US. Lucky us!

Evening in camp with our new friends.

Evening in camp with our new friends.

A lovely sunrise.

A lovely sunrise.

It was a quiet night for us, but I woke up many many times to check on the bikes and everything else.  It is always like this my first night in a new situation.  Camping in Mexico certainly qualifies as such!  In the morning we watched a beautiful sunrise and had breakfast with our new friends before setting out for the city of Ensenada.  The riding was easy – mostly downhill – and we are now taking care of internet things before heading south again.  We hope to meet up with them for camping again tonight in the town of Santo Tomas.  We really liked spending time with them!

Back on the road in the morning.  In the background: bizarre hotel rooms on the hill.

Back on the road in the morning. In the background: bizarre hotel rooms on the hill.

A four-day loop in the mountains around San Diego

On Palomar mountain

On Palomar mountain

We are, quite literally, spinning our wheels here in San Diego.  Ha!  But really, we have too much time in San Diego while waiting for my (Daisy’s) defense date for finishing my PhD.  After spending a few days resting and getting work done, we decided to hit the road again.  We spent four riding days in the mountains around San Diego, getting very close to Mexico in the process, and we loved it.   The coast has been good, but it is the mountains that we truly love.  This was a great side trip, despite the fact that it was during a heat wave!  This post is longer than usual because it was such a great four days.  If you want, just scan the pictures and you will be convinced!

Sunrise in San Diego

Sunrise in San Diego

We left San Diego well before dawn on our first day out, knowing that the heat would only get more intense later in the day.  Even at 4:30 am, it was about 70 degrees.  It was wonderful to ride on the empty streets and watch the stars get brighter as we moved away from the city. We stopped for `lunch’ in an orange orchard before 10am, when the temperature was already uncomfortable.  Luckily, we were carrying a LOT of water, and we would need it.

Our route took us up a 4,500′ climb over less than 10 miles along a dirt road.  You read that right: it was awesome! The road criss-crossed a steep hill overlooking a valley, eventually leading us into scattered trees and finally a full forest.  It was hot, and steep.  We stopped frequently for rest in every bit of shade we could find.  Once it got really hot (95+) we laid down in the shade of a tree and slept for two hours.  A passing thunderstorm woke us up, cooled us off, and got us back on the road.

Resting in any patch of shade available.

Resting in any patch of shade available.

The view down from midway up the climb.

The view down from midway up the climb.

Jason on the dirt road.

Jason on the dirt road.

That night we stayed in a beautiful, if mostly abandoned, state park.  For some reason, I decided to do a load of laundry in our camp bucket after dinner.  It was a terrible idea!!  I got nearly 40 mosquito bites before rushing into the safety of the tent.  We were sound asleep by 8 o’clock.  What a great day!

A treat.

A treat.

We slept for nearly 12 hours.  We ignored the alarm we had set and enjoyed the relative cool of our high altitude camping spot.  It was a stunning ride along the side of the mountain, and we were amazed at how far away the valley floor seemed.  Eventually, it was time to descend, but we took a much more gradual (and more paved!) route.  It was wonderful.  We finished the downhill portion at Lake Henshaw, a resevoir that is chock-full of wild birds, even if it is quite low on water.  The resort on its shore also had a BBQ restaurant where we treated ourselves to lunch as soon as they opened.

Lake Henshaw in the distance.

Lake Henshaw in the distance.

The climb away from the lake was gradual.  We passed through a few small towns where we stopped for cold drinks and groceries.  The plan had been to ride to another state park campground, but we ended up stopping a few miles early to camp alongside another reservoir.  The campground called itself a park, with a ‘resident ranger’, but we are quite certain it was privately owned.  After we paid we asked if there was a problem with raccoons.  They said yes.  Then we asked if there were food storage containers.  They said no.  So…. where should we store the food?  In your car, they said.  Ha!  The campground host advised us to “eat it all” once we pointed out the obvious fact that we didn’t have a car  In the end, we stored our food in a (clean) trash can with a very heavy rock on top. Regardless of our amusement with the campground host, the lake was beautiful.  We enjoyed watching hummingbirds, bats, herons, and other birds.

Clouds rolled in during the afternoon.

Clouds rolled in during the afternoon.

In the distance, the desert.

In the distance, the desert.

A lovely spot to camp for the night.

A lovely spot to camp for the night.

Our third day was just as great, if that’s possible.  When we woke up the sky was perfectly clear.  By the time we finished breakfast, a giant stormcloud covered the sky.  We started riding with the smell of rain everywhere, but somehow we avoided getting wet.  Our route was wonderful: views over a wide expanse of desert, nearly non-existent traffic, and we slowly climbed through various ecosystems.

Stormclouds over the desert : stunning!

Stormclouds over the desert : stunning!

Loooong views down the canyons.

Loooong views down the canyons.

Descending towards our oasis of a campground.

Descending towards our oasis of a campground.

Then we reached the top, and proceeded to descend for what seemed like forever.  It was beautiful.  We brushed up against the US-Mexico border on the way to our campground.  It was so difficult not to take the turn and start riding the Baja right then!  We resisted though, and ended up in a county park that was like an oasis in the desert.  For $5 each we had literally the entire place to ourselves.  That night we heard coyotes yipping and crying eerily outside the campground, but we slept well.

Finally, the next day we rode into San Diego.  The first few hours of riding were through dry scrub brush with low traffic, but we were quickly engulfed by San Diego sprawl.  Our ride ended near Jason’s friends’ house, where we chilled for hours reading books until they got off work.  We had a wonderful dinner with them (Thanks Colin and Jaime!), and slept well in their attic.

Next time we pass here, we'll take the turn for Tecate and cross into Mexico.  !!!

Next time we pass here, we’ll take the turn for Tecate and cross into Mexico. !!!

As I write this, I am in the San Diego airport getting ready to fly out east.  We will be in State College for one week so that I can defend my dissertation and finally complete requirements for my PhD.  After that, we will spend a few days visiting with my parents in San Diego and then finally, finally enter Mexico October 3 or 4.  I am looking forward to the next two weeks!

Rolling into San Diego

Over the past few days we’ve ridden from the LA area down to San Diego. It was amazing to arrive and look back at how far we’ve come! About 5500 miles so far, and so, so many stories.

Our route from Anchorage, AK to San Diego, CA. 5500 miles and counting!

Our route from Anchorage, AK to San Diego, CA. 5500 miles and counting!

For those of you in State College, we’ll be telling a few of these stories at two different presentations about our trip. The first will be for the Statistics Department at 3:30 on Tuesday, Sept 23. The second will be at Appalachian Outdoors at 7:00 on Thursday, Sept 25. Hope to see you there!

Ballona Creek bikeway. Mostly a gravel bottom cement-sided tidal pool. However, life abounds!

Ballona Creek bikeway. Mostly a gravel bottom cement-sided tidal pool. However, life abounds!

The ride out of the Los Angeles area was long, but much better than I anticipated. Our route took us on many different bike paths along the beach and tidal waterways. At one point the path even went through a hotel parking garage! And of course we rode on many different roads, from neighborhood roads to many-lane boulevards.

The bike path enters a hotel parking garage.

The bike path enters a hotel parking garage.

Our first night out we stayed at Doheny State Beach, which had a tiny hiker/biker campsite area. There was one other cyclist there, who happened to also be on a Pan-American trip! Ryan has come from Vancouver and we expect to run into him again somewhere in Central America.

Hiker/Biker site at Doheny State Beach

Hiker/Biker site at Doheny State Beach

The old Pacific Coast Highway

The old Pacific Coast Highway

Snack time!

Snack time!

The next day we spent some time on the old Pacific Coast Highway. It is now only used by cyclists – and we certainly saw a lot of day riders! In the afternoon we rolled through Camp Pendleton. I have been collecting animal, and other, crossing signs and I added a really unique one to my collection: “AAV/Tank Crossing”!

We spent the night with some great Warmshowers hosts, and got to sleep in a treehouse! Our host, Steve, cooked us a delicious taco salad for dinner and homemade hot fudge sauce on ice cream for dessert. We definitely didn’t go away hungry!

A treehouse - our room for the night.

A treehouse – our room for the night.

Many-laned roads on the way into San Diego. The traffic came in waves due to the lights.

Many-laned roads on the way into San Diego. The traffic came in waves due to the lights.

The next day’s ride into San Diego was another half day (34 miles). We spent it riding along the ocean, and then cut east into San Diego. Some of the roads were busy, but we almost always had a bike lane. Somehow we managed to make 6 different left turns to make it to Matt and Kira’s house. That was pretty exciting, considering the number of traffic lanes. Since we arrived during the workday, the welcome committee consisted of two very happy dogs: Indy and Guinness.

Indy gives Daisy some love

Indy gives Daisy some love

The pile of packages waiting for us in San Diego. We now have maps for Central America!

The pile of packages waiting for us in San Diego. We now have maps for Central America!

It is funny to think we could be in Mexico TODAY! However, we’ve a few things to do first, mainly Daisy defending her dissertation. (Yay!) We’ll be travelling by plane to the east coast for a week. Before that trip, we’ll be doing a several day loop around the mountains near San Diego. When we get back, Daisy’s parents will visit with us in San Diego for a few days. We’ll get beefier tires on the bikes, and set off further south!

Although we saw many surfers, this was the only surfer crossing sign.

Although we saw many surfers, this was the only surfer crossing sign.