Ok, ok, if you’re just interested in the Reader’s Digest version you can settle for reading Roar’s entries. However, if you want more substance to your reading, if you want to experience the emotional ups and downs, the details of these incredible adventures, then read on with me….No, just kidding…It’s amazing how much one experiences while traveling. But I’ll do a better job of keeping these shorter, otherwise I’ll fall too far behind. For the complete story just wait for the book…..

The rest of day three….south, down the east coast of the Baja peninsula along the Sea of Cortez….excellent riding and excellent views….it’s like the fun, twisty sections of PCH (Pacific Coast Highway in California, U.S.). A bunch of RV’s were camped in little nooks and crannies on the beaches between the curvy sections. I think that this stretch might be one of those little known RV camper’s delights.

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The town of Loreto also seemed to be one of those little known expat, American retiree hangouts. We pulled into town at dusk after covering 400 miles. Not a long stretch by car, but by motorcycle it’s a LOT different.

The first restaurant we saw was an open air place filled with American tourists about a block away from the water. “Nah,” I told Roar, “I want some place more local. I want to see some Mexicans.”

We found another place, extremely colorful and well decorated on the inside. And it had Mexicans. We had two blue margaritas and some of the best Pescado al Ajo (Fish with garlic) I have ever had (except for anything that Jason cooks). We met the owner and his friends who were all expats, retirees, or snowbirds. He had renovated the place and this was the grand reopening night. The Mexicans we saw were their friends and one was even the leader of the state’s PRD political party. Dinner, drinks, and a little bit of ice cream were on the house! What an excellent way to end an incredible day….