I finally got my act together and was on the road again. The bike was heavy, shifting hurt, and getting on and off the bike was downright painful. But, it is a great feeling to ride out in the morning and leave everything behind.My last breakfast in the U.S. I told the waitress it would be my last good meal for a long time, but I was totally wrong.

Mama Espinosa`s in El Rosairo has been serving great food to travelers before Route 1 was paved.

This shack is famous for its tamales. Actually, I didn`t think they were so special, but the lady running the place is a sweetheart.

I made it to Loreto after a very cold night in a motel with no heat in Catavina. Hopefully, I would hook up with Jeff again.

This hotel was $20 and let me keep my bike in the courtyard. ___NAME___ __GPS____
Loreto sunrise

I found Jeff and was able to stay in his cabana for one night because his family had not arrived yet. We were suppposed to go out partying but someone fell asleep.
The next day I was back on Route 1 heading south through the desert. Not a fun ride.

A long hot ride and I finally arrive in La Paz where I camped on the beach for a couple of days, but soon went to a hotel because the winds were too strong at night and there was no one around.

Driving into town I ran across this rider from Germany doing a Central America tour.