Coincidence In La Paz.

Stopped off the check in on Luis at Motos Baja, the only motorcycle dealer in town. As I was dismounting the bike I hear a familiar voice. “Allan. Allan? Is that you?” I pull off my helmet and peer into the car that was harking my attention. It’s Rick Timmins, a friend and old client […]

Where’s My Package?

UPS doesn’t have an office in La Paz. And trying to contact UPS in Mexico City is fruitless. Like DHL did in Alaska, UPS hires a subcontractor in La Paz to handle its deliveries. But trying to find out what company is impossible. “It’s someone’s house,” Luis at the Honda dealer told me. Calling every […]

La Paz – Donde esta mi shock? Not here!

I’m starting to get bored of Baja. Even La Paz with its beautiful beaches, palm lined waterfront “Malecon” and laid back setting, I feel stuck. There are scant signs of La Paz’s colonial period, but it’s a prosperous town that seems ready to explode. I imagine that this is what Cabo San Lucas looked like […]

Downtime In Loreto – Waiting For my shock.

While I’ve never been to La Paz, I’m sure it’s a marked contrast to this little town that was the capital of Baja California Sur ntil the early 1800’s when a hurricane leveled the town. The capital was then moved to La Paz. With scenic mission, cobblestone streets, nice landscaping it’s a bit of Europe […]

Bouncing Like A Pogo & Trampoline to Loreto

I wasn’t sure how riding down Baja’s Route 1 would feel on a bike with only spring and no rebound dapening. Sitting at the tire repair place and cafe at the junction of the dirt road we just championed, I thought perhaps I should convince a truck driver to take my bike to La Paz […]

Sticking It Out At Coco’s

“You talk to much,” Coco yelled to me as I dismounted my Pogo and pulled my riding gear off. It was 5pm. The sun still as hot as noon. We left Bahia Cristina neearly 8 hours ago and traveled only 80 miles. “You stay here tonight,” Coco mumbled in English with a string of Spanish […]

Great Road, Al! What’s That Oil Leaking From?

On the map, the road from San Felipe to Puerto is indicated as dirt and gravel. Though the first 30 miles or so are paved. The night that Al and I poured over maps of Mexico and Guatemala he made special note about this road that cruised along the east coast of Baja along the […]

Bahia Cristina In The Dark – Palapas At Last!

A few miles outside of the nothing town of Puertocitos the paved road transforms into a minefiled of chunks of tarmac dotting sandy dirt and patches of pavement just big enough to house the potholes the litter it. Ah yes. It’s our welcoming party to Puertocitos. We arrived last night just as the sunset. There’s […]

Ensenada to San Felipe

I have a love hate relationship with Baja California. It started several years ago during my well spent youth at the end of the Reagan-era when my good friend had his vehicle confiscated at the border of Mexico at Mexicali. I spent a long overnight trip getting from the border through El Centro on a […]