So day 2 of me in the dirt with this big ole moose.
So I head south out of San Felipe. Its fairly nice highway and paved until Campo Castillio. Then out there lots of road construction. SO the next 70 or so miles is a rocky road.
And washboard, and just crap, but thats why I wanted to ride it. If you decide to ride it make sure you loctite you bolts. Never went down, but took it easy.
It took me several hours to get to Alfonsinas.
STUCK IN THE SAND:
As I approached Alfonsinas from the North, the GPS, make it look like I passed Alfonsinas. So I head back a bit and head into the camp a bit north of it. When I realize my mistake I head what I think is a road towards it, which stops at a fence. I then try a U turn, and the sand got deep fast. Boom up to the hub, stuck. OK, so almost all problems can be solved. Course I ain't pulling that big ole moose out. I get off bike and it tips onto its side. Is this considered dropping the bike?
I just laugh. OK so its ADV.com, so I got to get a picture. But I look up and about 300 yards up the road near the camp entrance is a vehicle. I start waving. They finally head down towards me. Its a hummer filled with about 10 military guys. At least 1 officer, mid 40s. He got a big kick out of it. They help me get the bike up and out. Total time 5 minutes. I wanted to take a picture but they did not want any part of it, they quickly escorted me out of the area.
SO about 3 miles down the road the entrance to Alfonsinas beach.
I am hungry and tired its 2:00 pm.
So I'm wondering who did this?
No food porn, I was hungry. However the best fish tacos, to date anyhow.
There are 3 Canadians from Vancouver. Trucked KLRs down to SD then came across the border. This was there off day. Not sure if they post there but maybe. Thats them in the background.
I think about staying, but I want to get south. So nourished and hydrated its off to Cocos.
The ride to Cocos was fun sliding and sand surfin on the moose. Came close to eat'n crap a couple times but managed to keep it up. Just gas it , and by all means don't stick your leg out to break the fall of that big beast.
I arrive at Cocos. He wants me to stay but like I say I want to get south. I bought some cat food in San Diego and gave it to him, and had a coke. He really is a very nice guy. I think next year I will go down and paln one night in one these campers:
He has a really nice panty/thong collection:
And what is this thing. IS this how he gets the panties?
After Cocos, its 10 more miles to 1, on the same kind of road,
Once I hit the highway its an hour or so to Bay of LA. I arrive in town, ask the first Gringo I see and ask where a good place to stay is. He points me back to where they are and I go there.
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