I have met enough characters in Baja alone to write a book and I'll add Ray to the list. We finished our ride yesterday and were chilling in our hammocks when a 56 year old comes strolling by for a bite to eat riding his surly long haul trucker with ortleib panniers. He took his glasses off and had a serious case of coon tan around the eyes but he had a BIG grin. Started in Santa Cruz he said. Rode a 100+miles the past 2 days. I even ride at night that's why I got these headlights on my bike. At night I thought? Dangerous to ride in Baja-maybe. Dangerous to ride solo-maybe. Riding solo in Baja at night with headlights in your bike-You Betcha. He talked alot about God and Asked me and Jeanine if we were "Christians.". Jeanine replied without missing a step " yeah ima Christian but with a small "c." Leave it to the Canadian Mountain bike momma to drop the catchy cuplet on our new friend. Couldnt have said it better myself.
We slept great except the Mexican music they played until 10pm with the generator on. I put my earplugs in they didn't work. I pulled my beanie down to my throat that didnt work. I prayed for the radio to blow up that didnt work. In Ameeericka I would have asked them to turn it down but if there is one thing I have learned in Baja it's this. If you buy a sound system it is your right to play that thing as loud as you can turn it up! In the middle of the day you will hear music so loud it will peel the paint off a wall. At night it's even worse. And then it hit me. Maybe that's why when I was growing up in Guada La Habra they played those darn things so loud. O-DA-LAY-PUECE HOLMES. Ya learn somethin everyday.
If I do a Gran Fondo ride tomorrow of 125 miles I can make La Paz. I haven't decided yet. We are in Costitucion today.
More pics from yesterday
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