1,000 MILES OF DUST, DIRT, ROCKS AND CACTUS. THE FIRST LEG OF OUR 10,000 MILE JOURNEY STARTED OFF WITH SOME SURPRISES.
DAY 1 ORANGE COUNTY – SAN QUINTIN
Our grand Mexican entrance was welcomed by a 3 hour goose hunt for an immigration office tucked away in some random industrial park. The man in charge of giving us our tourist cards and vehicle permits was the sole employee of an 8×8 office with one chair for the american victims. There was no line. Apparently no one wants to come to Mexico… After paying $30 and a $300 deposit on the motorcycles (so we don´t sell them) we scrambled through some tijuana political protesting to the blessed ´1´. The Baja transpeninsular highway. Only 1,000 miles to Cabo.
The rest of the first day was for the most part uneventful. We did have a quick run in with a few machine gun toting police officers who wanted to ask us as many questions as they could in one breath. Apparently, we passed their examination. We continued onto San Quintin the first night and paid some RV camp owner $5 to let us stay the night on his lawn in front of some sand dunes on the beach.
DAY 2 SAN QUINTIN – SANTA ROSALÍA
The next morning we woke up, got stuck in some sand dunes and got back on the highway. It would be our longest day on the road. 388 miles passing through some beautiful windy mountain passes, and long straight expanses of cactus forrests. yup. cactus forrests. As far as the eye can see. Our day drew to an end as we passed the volcano de los tres virgenes then arrived at the sea of cortez and the city of Rosalía. We grabbed some tacos, made some friends, and found a secluded beach a few miles south of the city.
DAY 3 SANTA ROSALÍA – LA PAZ
Our third day started off with some of the most beautiful scenery i´ve seen. Jagged mountains and a highway cutting like a roller coaster above crystal clear water and white sandy coves. The day got even more interesting when at highway speeds a strap from Chase´s sleeping bag got wedged in his brake rotor and realed in the entire thing, locking up his back tire. He laid down a solid 30 feet of rubber with his back tire before he was forced off the elevated highway onto the dirt slope. Quite a talented maneuver for someone faced with oncoming traffic! We got the sleeping bag out of the rear tire and the bike came to life like nothing happened. We both recognized that their would be risks associated with a trip like this, but neither of us expected something like this on day 3. Haha, hopefully not a sign of more of what´s to come. On the positive side, that little stunt awoke in us an ability to tie incredible knots and helped us develop new tie-down skills never known to man. That night we pulled into La Paz, ate some hamburgers and found a nice little beach just south of the city.
DAY 4 LA PAZ – CABO SAN LUCAS
The fourth day in Baja was much more mellow. We spent a few hours trying to buy ferry tickets to the mainland and getting a new sleeping bag 🙂 Then it was off to Cabo. along the way we saw a big crowd of people under an overpass and decided to check out the action. Turns out they were running a 100 mile baja race . A few guys from one of the pit crews invited us over to sit with them in the shade and drink a coke. It was pretty funny to see a race like that without any protection between us and the race. I could get as close as i wanted to the trucks that sped by our little pit crew. We finished the day passing through Cabo for tacos and found a beautiful beach along the Pacific all to ourselves.
DAY 5 CABO SAN LUCAS – LA PAZ FERRY – TOPOLOBAMPO (MAINLAND)
We simply woke up, rode to La Paz, boarded the ferry. It´s an 8 hour journey to the mainland but we found a couple dudes on a surf trip in their rhino-lined 4runner to chat with. If everything goes well, we´ll be in Culiacán tonight.