My home for a week
Emanuel and I were going the same way, but we parted early in the day. I was headed for playa El Coyote, where many bike tourers have spent time resting and enjoying the beach.
My home for a week
Emanuel and I were going the same way, but we parted early in the day. I was headed for playa El Coyote, where many bike tourers have spent time resting and enjoying the beach.
Well, after only three months and 3000 miles, I'm headed home. Fatigue set in somewhere in California, and though I've pushed myself to keep going for about a month now, I've reached a point where I feel it's best to turn back and figure out another plan.
My time at the RV park in San Lucas has been one of the highlights of my trip. Royce and Sue were so giving, so friendly, and we had similar interests and senses of humor. After a couple of days I felt like we'd been friends for life.
I was well taken care of in Ensenada by Ruth and her family. They cooked for me or bought me dinner, and only made fun of my Spanish once in a while.
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I'm currently stuck at the campground from last night: the first serious rain I've encountered started early this morning. I still haven't seen anyone from the Rancho, but I'm going to stay until the rain passes or they kick me out.