I told Scott to forget that gps gizmo and follow my tailight.
At the turnoff to Alfonsino's I paid for a palapa for the night ---130 Peso's.
And we filled up with gas at the Pemex on the dirt road and a really nice fellow fixed us a great big steak sandwich.
We loaded the sandwich's up with 2 cold beers (my limit is one) and headed to the beach to eat it and set up camp.
There was no wind------perfect temps as we ate and watched the sun go down behind us-----knowing it would ride
out in the ocean in the morning.
We were the only ones here---thanks to the many gringo's that won't come down here.
There were many birds out in the ocean making loud bird noises---that were actually very pleasing to the ear along with the soft sound of
the surf coming in.
I laid out my "Dingleweeds M-3000 Combo--Tarp---Bike Cover--Shelter--and Misc. Use".
We never go anywhere without these.
A hot steak sandwich and cold beer.
I usually drink about 5 beers a year-----I hit my quota on this trip and will have to wait till next year to have another.
About 195 miles for the day.
And here is the tracklog of the days riding.