Back On the Road

Mitch and I headed back up the highway again stopping by our favorite spots and towns.  There was some ice cream involved. 

The church in Loreto.

This is what happens when you feed Mexican Street dogs part of your ice cream cone.....They will follow you, or in this case Mitch.

Our first choice of camp ground was filled but we found a safe haven even if for slightly more  cost.  Several nice gentleman campers helped problem solve the cause of the strange sounds coming from Mitch's hitch.  Fellow gypsies are the greatest!  And this was on top of the afternoon when the wife gave Mitch her box of white wine when she heard that Mitch was low.   It was a "pay it forward" sort of stop.

When we left Loreto, we headed back to the beach at Santispac.  There were two different caravans parked on the beach but still plenty of room for the two of us.  One of the guys (from Florida) that lives there year round said that there had been 64 rigs stretched out on the waterfront the morning of the day we arrived back.   The next morning 13 of the rigs pulled out.  You can guess how much fun it must be to travel with and coordinate that many rigs. I don't even want to think about the gas stops.  

Oh, here is what Santa does on his winter break after Christmas. He goes to Baja with a caravan! Both he and his wife looked the part.  Their plates said they were from Canada.

There are two restaurants on the beach at Santispac.  The one restaurant has this little fellow living there.  He was awful cute, but I hardly a dog at all! 

This is a picture of how not to drive down the highway in a caravan.  First you need to remember that the Mexican roads are narrow and in this section above the beach full of hills and curves. The lead rig headed out and appeared to stop with the first couple of rigs as if he were going to wait as all 13 rigs slowly pulled out. That plan changed quickly as the large red semi started down the hill blowing his horn at the rigs.  I figured that there was going to be multiple opportunities for Spanish curse words before the days drive was over.   It is enough fun passing one or two small rigs but these were mostly large Class A's and 5th wheel in the caravan.

Mitch unhitched her PRT (Pretty Red Truck) and the two of us explored the series of beaches just south of us. Several looked very nice but had roads that precluded the two of us driving our rigs down to them.

The PRT, without the trailer, made it to several possibilities but none that made us want to move out rigs.  Several seemed more crowded given that they were smaller areas and only one tempted us with kayaking possibilities but in the even we stayed put and decided to just relax.

 At high tide I was finally able to paddle back into the mangroves behind one end of the beach.  There are several hot spring in that area.  Liz and I finally found a couple of the pools by walking way in the back and there is suppose to be one some where in the mud along side part of the big pool.   There were three other kayakers exploring the area the same morning I did. They are in the center.

Mitch so gracously posted several pictures of my efforts to relax on facebook. She is just too kind.  Setting up the Easy Up and attaching the sun screens did provide some shade for both puppers and people. It cut down on the wind, too.  It took many bungee cords and stakes but the tent did not fly away.    Audrey liked the shade and the opportunity to dig in the sand.  Mitch was sure Audrey was bring up folks form China.....

Besides the usual stacks several ties and bungees were attached to the rig itself.  Oh look, there is neighbor Mitch now!

Mitch set up her cabana. It did provide some shade but without a cabana boy to protect it, the wind tried to take it off the beach the next day while we were in town.    Oh, and notice Mitch's solar panel.  It really worked well.   Later in the week she became very popular as the charging station for electronic equipment. 

During low tides the water is shallow for quite a ways out.  Walking you can spy all sorts of critters.  There are also many small sting rays that hide in the sand and scoot away at the last second, if you are lucky.  Water shoes are recommended for this activity.  I saw some up to 10 inches across. They were difficult to photograph though.

So we stayed on Santispac and had some fun.  There were kayaking trips with dolphins swimming by and other adventures, including how Mitch and I got adopted by Canadians.   This is all the battery power I have to post with tonight.  We are not trusting the electric in this campground and I don't want to run the generator.  This is Mexico.  It does have some benefits......