Whiskey! Tango! Foxtrot!

600coffeeachieverThe Baja 1000 is better with coffee.

Cyrus and his guys made a run up to San Diego, got parts for the Jeep and we resumed pre-running Thursday.


We resumed pre-running in the little town of San Tomas, and the course cuts off Highway 1 adjacent to the tire store.


While Cyrus, Carl, Crusty and Adam pre-ran the course, I chillaxed on a deserted beach south of Colonet waiting for them with extra fuel.


With a full load of fuel, they continued on south beyond San Quintin and we spent a lot of time driving around in the dark trying to find each other, then trying to find a place to camp by the beach, then towing the Westy out of the wet sand because we were, apparently too close to the beach.

Chase 2: “Is this a good spot?”

Chase 1: “Jim says no. He can’t hear the surf crashing from here.”


I fell asleep before shutting the side door and sometime during the night managed to kick the back door open, so the Westy made an efficient wind tunnel for the freezing cold air, nearly killing Carl who had the top bunk.


Heading out the next morning, we immediately hit morning rush hour traffic, which consisted of a couple hundred head of sheep, two dogs and a guy with a bicycle and a stick.


We made it as far as El Rosario when the Jeep started making expensive noises and opted to head back to Ensenada to Cyrus could go pick up more members of his posse. But first, a taco stop. Not sure what is planned for tomorrow.


I love these places.


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