Bahia Asunscion to San Ignacio
We enjoyed a great sleep at the La Bufadora. And found an excellent sunrise out on the point from La Bufadora,. We only had one unfriendly....a scorpion in the shower...smash.
J took a picture of this exotic looking lizard. Too bad he was fake, fooled us.
We headed down to Mari's for some excellent huevos rancheros, yet another variation....on tostadas this time. Pacificos called our names, so we obliged. We stopped for a few supplies at the local "hardware"/marine store for a few hose clamps, looked for some locktite but had no luck. A quick fuel stop at the Pemex and then we made a right on to the dirt track paralleling the beach outside town. After a while next to the powerlines, we found a track that was closer to the beach, another favorite track for the trip.
Saw a few dolphins playing the surf as we took in the beauty, but you can't see them in this photo...sorry.
We found a great little entrance down onto a beach just outside one of the fishing villages. The beach went on for miles, but we were too chicken to attempt continuing on and getting back up to the road, so we just back tracked.
Back out to the washboard road following the coast, we drifted through a few little towns and then Punta Abreojos. I wanted to check out Campo Rene but didn't make it happen. As we rolled down the black trail near there, I spied some stopped vehicles up ahead and slowed as we approached. There was a shot up Tacoma 50 feet off the road, riddled with bullet holes and a few policemen on scene. They had police taped the area off and had all the shells marked off on the pavement. We were wave around and kept on rolling. Kind of an eerie scene. .
A few miles further, we came up on the Marinos, which were decked out in the usual and had a car stopped on the highway. Just mind your own business and keep on tracking. 5 miles further and J got startled by the Marinos truck hurtling past him as he hugged the center line, they blazed past at probably 90 mph. I was starting to think we were in the hot zone. Luckily shortly there after, we hit our turn off into the dirt and braaped some nice double track towards San Ignacio.
Once in Mulege, we took up the Big Dog recommended hotel, Desert Inn. Great little spot with a clean pool and clean rooms. Not a bad price, as they also offered a room with 3 beds....no spooning tonight Bombearo! They also have secure gated parking. We rolled into town and hit up a little taco stand called Kadakaamán close to the Mision. The owner Effrain was awesome, the silver tongued devil pulled us in and we had a great meal and cold beers.
The mision was closed by the time we finished up la cena. We closed out the night with some margs at one of the restaurants and chatted with a few translator gals that were leading a tour bus of blue hairs. Bombearo quizzed them on their EMS skillz. Surprisingly, but not really, they had no EMT or immediate plans if one of their customers went down. Bombearo proceeded to teach them the CPR and other field protocols. I'm sure they left like OK, thanks Los Trago Humo.
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