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I'm not sure what feels better: arriving to a town after several days of traveling where we can find ourselves a cheap hotel room with a shower and a comfortable bed, or getting back on the road after a couple of days off. At this point, I'd have to say that they both feel equally good. Loreto was a great place to visit, perhaps especially so because it wasn't on our planned itinerary, but it was just as nice to…

loreto

There are those who find comfort in the thought that everything happens for a reason. Working on that premise, perhaps we acquired our tire problem so that we could: get experience patching flat tires? meet our friends from Tijuana? visit the beautiful town of Loreto? get to meet and learn from Manny, the bike professional here in Loreto? acquire all new tires, and other spare parts? That's a whole handful of good reasons! After calling upon our friend Salvador to…

monumental

Today is the final day of my 50th year on this planet. For months now I've had an urge to do something special before I turned 51, something epic. Perhaps this is what people refer to as a midlife crisis, I don't know. I don't think that I'm in any particular state of crisis, but I do often feel as if I have yet to achieve anything particularly monumental, something befitting such a significant landmark as half a century. Some…

problems

I guess I should have known better than to write a post publicly stating that we've had no bike problems. Bikes, like boats, obviously don't appreciate that kind of attention. Although problems, aka challenges, may be stressful when they're occurring, doesn't it seem, when you look back on them, that they often result in some of the more positive experiences? It appears that way to me, but only in hindsight. Problems definitely suck when they're occurring! Our time in MulegĂ©…

boat

Early this morning, quite likely before the sun has broken the horizon, Rebecca and I will be making our way to the local fishermen's beach to try to rustle up a ride in a panga, a small local boat. Our objective will be to try to convince one of the fishermen to take us and our bikes across the Bay of Conception to Los Hornitos, a beach about 8 miles away. It is there that we'll hopefully locate an indistinct…

gear

On a foggy Thursday morning, on June 1st, Rebecca and I pedaled ourselves away from our daughter's home in Perris, California. That makes it a week shy of two months that we've been on the road, working our way south through Baja on anything but an easy path. Yesterday I wrote an email to Daniel, the founder of Tumbleweed Bicycles, telling him that if he ever wants to put a new bike through its paces, he should send someone down…

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