Buenos Dias from La Ventana beach. Went for a cruise around the campground and the area of the village of El Sargento, and tracked down a California couple I had met earlier at Juncalito beach.


Also looked at a lot of the recent flood damage to the roads.




























Checked out the campground rules at the entrance to one campground. You be the judge!





Weather was still fairly cool, but there were still lot of kites out on the bay.




We headed out through the village of Los Planes, where the locals were hauling sacks of some sort of agricultural produce in badly overloaded small pickups to meeting points where it was hand loaded onto semi-trailers.










This road dead ended, so with the help of sign language and a Google Earth display on the laptop, the onsite security officer (who was sheltered by two sheets of plywood under a tree, with table and clipboard) figured out the road I had intended to take! Went back there and fueled up at the conveniently located Pemex station. Gas price identical all over Baja so far - 6.47 pesos/litre.
Once again, Harley made friends with everyone else in the area!

The road we headed out on was under construction, and I don't mean shovels and wheel barrows. This time it was trucks, a grader and a packer. The road was built up high and smooth and appeared like it was ready to pave.


Traffic was diverted into the ditch for a couple of kilometres so we did not mess with graded perfection.









Check Lake Louise campground. I think someone stole one of their barricades and is making use of it down here?


Then for several kilometers, the road was a basic gravel, which then deteriorated into prime washboard, then to prime washboard with unmarked washouts almost to the center of the road. By the time we reached San Antonio, we were doing 5k, and listening to the sound of goat bells and bleating. This is the same road, going no where else! Paved and beautiful on one end and barely passable at the other? In fact the detour in the ditch was far smoother than the actual road at the other end. We barely negotiated our way through San Antonio, where the main drag (perhaps 25' wide) was blocked by a bucket truck working on the power lines. So we had to detour a block into the suburbs (?), dodging chickens, old ladies, dog packs, and vehicles on blocks! Fortunately, this was also the junction with Mex 1, and Blue was glad to be back on pavement after that little reminder of some of last year's travel routes!

We were amazed to find an actual 'viewpoint' on the highway above the town, complete with a viewing bench!










Where had the day gone? We got back to the coastal town of Los Barriles, and as it was relatively late decided to stay in the highly rated Martin Verdugo's Beach Resort (satellite image) and campground right in town.









Very cozy spot, (read close together and crowded) but with all the amenities including power, water, sewer, and clean hot showers.

And they really now how to build cattleguards - at the entrance! That's about a 5 foot drop, guaranteed to stop drunks late at night, no doubt. No liability here, I'm sure!









Remember last year when I demonstrated how far advanced Mexico was with recycling? And also the instructions on building good signs? Well, here again is another prime example of the 3 R's. A car hood, made into a municipal sign - saying 'no dumping garbage'!








Well, I can't be doing this all day. I got places to go and things to do. People to talk to, roads to drive and sun to sit in. Busy, busy, busy.