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Three days in the desert.

We have been so lucky to spend the last three days riding through a green desert. That rainstorm that rolled through a few days ago has set the desert to bloom! We have had some more unique experiences along the way, including camping behind a 24-hour tire store and cafe, and an amazing wild campsite in the desert.

We also hit 6000 miles!

We also hit 6000 miles!

 There are about 225 miles of isolated road between the towns of El Rosario (where we last updated) and Guerrero Negro (where we are now). Originally we had planned to take four days in this section, but we ended up doing it in three because of the placement of small towns for resupply.

Looking out at the desert.  Pre-bloom.

Looking out at the desert. Pre-bloom.

A cactus on our first climb - in the fog.

A cactus on our first climb – in the fog.

Our first day out of El Rosario was tough. There was a steep, long climb that we tackled in the morning despite the persistent fog. The views from the top had us exclaiming in delight for quite a while, until the following climbs stole our breath back. We are still leap-frogging with Antonie and Tyler, which has been very fun. On this day Antonie found one of Jason’s sandals that had fallen off his bike and landed in the middle of the road. With a groan, Jason turned around to search for the other sandal. Miraculously, he found it only a mile back, and about 15 feet off the road. Phew!

The boulder fields of Catavina.  Huge!

The boulder fields of Catavina. Huge!

I swept off our sleeping spot with a 'broom'.

I swept off our sleeping spot with a ‘broom’.

We spent that night in a very small town without an electrical grid. We asked the police-officers in town about a place to camp, and the owner of the 24-hour tire store offered the grounds behind the shop. We set up on a cement pad among barking dogs, but they quieted soon after. It was one of our most restful nights in Mexico yet! Somehow, despite Jason’s near-miss with sandal-loss, I lost my sandals here. They fell off at some point while I fastened and refastened my bags for carrying more water. Drat drat drat!

Our free campsite behind the 24-hour tire store.

Our free campsite behind the 24-hour tire store.

The next day was even better. We awoke to a heavy mist that had coated our tent. Because we had left the rainfly off, the water had gotten in and dripped onto our sleeping bags too. No worries, at lunch we hung everything to dry on the guardrail of the road. In the desert sun it dried in under an hour. The days riding was wonderful: we had no idea the desert could be so full of life. Flowers, cactuses, plants sprouting from every crack. We saw vultures, hawks, and hummingbirds. A few photos:

The stunning, green, road ahead.

The stunning, green, road ahead.

Super giant cactus.

Super giant cactus.

Um, I'm not sure this is really a desert!

Um, I’m not sure this is really a desert!

Yet another valley.

Yet another valley.

Our desert campsite.  Complete with vulture.

Our desert campsite. Complete with vulture.

That night we camped off the road next to one of the giant cacti. We were careful to stay away from the many spines surrounding us! We took showers in the desert from our water bottles, and cooked dinner as the sun set. Just as we were getting ready to eat there was a big ‘splat’. Uh oh. The vulture that had been on the cactus above us had pooped! Of course, I (Daisy) got hit by it and Jason didn’t. What luck! Our final day out of the area was half interesting and half boring. The last 35 miles were on the straightest, most boring road you can imagine. The scenery on either side was flat and completely devoid of plant life, but we powered through and arrived at the town of Guerrero Negro. We like our camp spot here (clean bathrooms and showers), and are looking forward to our next stop on the Eastern side of the peninsula. There have been rumors of great beaches and camping, so we will see soon.

The view for miles and miles today.  Mind-numbing.

The view for miles and miles today. Mind-numbing.

A few more photos for the road:

All our stuff drying while we eat lunch.

All our stuff drying while we eat lunch.

Spot the real kitties.

Spot the real kitties.

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!