Last May, a February ride started to quickly take shape as several riders committed to going by giving me a deposit solely for the purpose of using for gas and hotels. I’m in this for the fun, not make money. But also makes hotel and gas payments simple with a single guy/me as the money man. This was to be my 4th Baja trip, 3rd time self guided and 2nd time as navigating trail boss. Pretty confident. Fantastic...and fast forward a few months and many interesting phone calls to various hotels through the Baja area, a solid plan was in place. I really need to learn Spanish as I was left with “do I really have 3 room reservations?” The plan was simple: 3 of us would leave Auburn WA 13 Feb in the afternoon hauling 7 bikes and gear. A big responsibility if you ask me. The rest of the gang would fly to Phoenix where another rider lived as well as our chase driver and drive down. 13 Feb - Washington was being hammered by snow but alas, we were on the road by 3:30 and pointing south. The drive down was pretty straightforward, passing through the Siskiyou mtns in the wee hrs on wet pavement. We saw the effects of the big storm earlier but no issues for us. As we neared LA surroundings, we experienced some serious rain as we were worked our way east and south of LA to Palm Springs and Calexico. That was some serious flash flooding. Even covering HWY 118 at various points. Didn’t stop us. Arrived at Calexico around 4:30 Thursday/Valentines Day, swapped money for pesos for the two who needed it and crossed the border. FMM cards in hand, we cleared Mexicali around 5:30 and proceeded south to San Felipe. Yeah I know...don’t drive Baja at night. At this point, zero rips were given and all we wanted is out of the truck. The road between Mexicali and San Felipe is one of the easier and widest roads. We took it easy, cleared the first Military checkpoint and arrived at our first hotel that night at 8.... 29hrs later. Damn it felt good to stand straight and air out the backside. Our first night, the 3 of us, stayed at El Capitan, next to the Malecón. Tacos...here we COME! Hee-haw and the buzzard from Bugs Bunny. Al Pastor tacos.