Burned up a lot of pavement today (minimal off road, thank goodness). We ended up in Mulege (pronounced: "moo-la-hay"). This is a town we very much enjoy. This is an authentic Mexican oasis that has been discovered by a fair number of Americans, but they're spread out enough that is doesn't impact the nature of the area.
As with so much of what we experience when we're south of the border, this place is full of friendly people.
Once past the most popular tourist areas of Los Cabos to La Paz, the road reverts to its narrow, mostly winding self. Coffee is hardly needed because the fear of oncoming traffic keeps you on your toes. Trucks and busses commonly stray across the line into your lane and the lack of shoulder leaves you exactly no where to go. You get used to it however and once so, it's not bad; plus the scenery will keep you wanting more anyway.
Just outside of our destination are several little beachfront communities. Even sand spits are lined with motor homes and 5th wheel trailers. Some of the little camps are larger than some of the towns we have seen.
Our first stop was at Bertha's for a well deserved cervesa. Darned if we didn't run into a couple of very friendly Canadians who were living in some of the palapas on the beach. Eddy and Kenny. Eddy was supposed to be packing up their stuff; he and his wife Kerri had to head back to Prince George. Kenny, however had declared a party at Eddy's and even invited us to stop by as long as we brought a glass of tequila. We finished up our cervesas, bought some tequila and headed over.
It turns out Eddy is a local musician who teams up with some others and plays gigs around the area. He used to be a drummer for Sammy Hagar.
More great people. We finally headed into town to secure a room at Hotel La Hacienda. Tomorrow we are hoping to take a trip up to the cave paintings in the nearby hills.
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