This report describes my last leg of my failed South America trip. Here's a teaser of eating some turf: I met up with SheepShagger, BlakeBird, and edeslaur in San Diego for a blast down Baja. As usual, we had an excellent time. You can't beat Baja! Sheepshagger and I pulled the bikes from Houston. 26 mind-numbing hours. And here they are, all jammed up in Erics garage the night before we left. I think Blake had to contend with some snow out of Colorado so I'll stop here for now in an attempt to get all coordinated and stuff.