April 2009 12
Arriving at a destination is always bittersweet – I enjoyed my 4 nights in Cabo for what they were and reminisced over the trip so far.
Before I knew it it was time for the return run. I purchased a few of the tools that slipped from the hole in my saddlebag, changed the motor oil in the hotel parking lot, bump started the bike on the street, and I was off!
I took the main road a ways north to start off with some progress. I jetted off here and there to do some dirt loops and check out interesting terrain – not really thinking of where I was heading until after sundown. I stopped for dinner in a busy street-side restaurant in Constitucion and garnered lots of laughs when pushing my bike up and down the street a hot mess trying to start it. An outburst occurred when I stumbled, dumped the bike onto the sidewalk and tumbled over top. I could feel their eyes on me, but didn’t sweat the humiliation and gave a quick bow.
Update. Alive, but not so well. Bike’s busted up, I’m busted up, I’m lucky to have made it out of the mountains today. Fortunately no broken bones, I’m bandaging everything up. 10.5 hours and I essentially covered 90 miles.
Today was brutal, just brutal.Today the Baja gods won.
Details to come.