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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by mill, Apr 30, 2013.
A haaaa....I love puns, intended or not.
Throughout the night I am hammered by severe wind gusts. I'm very impressed with how well the tent performs. No slapping around, only the consistent swaying of the light hung from the overhead perch.
The next morning I climb out of the tent and am immediately hit with mist to the face. There's a slight drizzle and it's surprisingly cold. I take down the tent, shake it out, and pack it up wet. There's an old Toyota truck coming down the trail. It makes a right, and disappears over the dunes. I look along the shoreline and see him walking the coast, stacking sand bags. In the distance to the left I notice another local following suit. I'm not quite sure what they are doing. Maybe it's a shoreline conservation effort.....cool. I ride back to the tarmac.
It's dark and gloomy feeling.
Back on the road in misting cold rain, the fog hangs low and thick. I can't see anything and am continually wiping my face shield in hopes that I will somehow wipe into existence some sort of visibility. Stuck behind a tractor trailer, we creep along the winding mountain pass. We slow and come to a non manned military checkpoint. The desolate bunkers mixed with the thick air and creaking of the rigs suspension set an ominous tone. This was the first checkpoint of many along the Baja, and the only one I found unattended. I clicked the shifter down a gear and cleared the topa as I went around the truck in front of me. Once through the pass and out of fog of death, the desert opened up for miles. Today....I would clear some serious ground.
Hoping all's well.
Official copy of registration is accepted. I pay $3 at my local county tax assessor office. Have rarely used the actual original.
Just for future reference, Even if they would of made you wait an extra day in Tecate you could of just kept going and picked up the tvip in La Paz at customs where the ferry docks
I like your attitude and your ownership of your mistakes. Ain't nobody's fault but yours. Sometimes, and I emphasize sometimes, the solution to one's problems are far more fun than the routine of normalcy.
I'm a slacker and never followed up this report. I made it to Puebla, MX in March. Went back in July and continued on to Panama. Should try to do another RR for that. Back in Panama with swamp to cross into Colombia and push for Ecuador. Check out swamp's blog to follow along through his twisted tales.
I'll try to do a better job of keeping my stories alive when I return.