Monday, February 10, 2014

Ride Day 160 SD to San Quintin MX

I rode over to the Mexican border and I had a problem, the bike path to the border was closed. So I went over to the pedestrian bridge made famous in No Country For Old Men and there was a big sign NO BIKES. The only other way to enter Mexico was on the freeway so I took it. When I rode up to the gates, the border officials did not like it one bit that I was riding my bike on the freeway. I explained the situation with the closed bike path and the big sign on the pedestrian bridge and they allowed it. While arguing with them I met a couple from Utah and they told me they would give me a ride to Ensenada. I jumped into their RV and we were off. I ended up riding all the way to San Quintin which was much deeper into Mexico than I had intended to ride by vehicle but I am glad I did. My RV hosts Pat and Gary, were very nice hosts and fun, easy to talk to people. The next thing I knew we were in San Quintin. I set up my tent in our shared site and went to eat and have a beer in the restaurant nearby. We ran into another couple from San Diego and we all sat around chatting for a good time. Great day with more of the wonderful people I meet on the road. a few pics shot out the window...

Ride Day 159 Carlsbad to San Diego

Last night I spent a wonderful night with my friend Jeanne in Carlsbad. She is remodeling her kitchen and we talked about that for a bit. We BBQed steaks on the grill for dinner. Great dinner, thanks Jeanne. The next morning we rode together to San Diego. I enjoyed riding with a local guide. Jeanne knew her way around so we took all the best routes to void traffic and still see the sights. Once in San Diego we had an early lunch. After a short discussion about whether to eat in Old Town where we know the food is average at best and fairly expensive or take a chance and pick a random street taco stand. We are both risk takers so we did the random chance. We chose well. There was a San Diego firefighter waiting for his meal and he ranted and raved about our choice as the best in 40 miles. Our burritos were good. After lunch we rode downtown and Jeanne turned around to go back to Carlsbad. I continued on to San Ysidro where I got a hotel room for the price of the KOA campground. Why they charge so much to pitch a tent I will never figure out. At my hotel I repacked my bags for the trip into Mexico. a few pics