After a night of spotty sleep and a lot of questioning, we woke and rode to a nice breakfast. 

Mike found a welder to fix his crumpled kickstand.

There´s a lot of sitting around the gas stations.  A bit of mud too.

The only gas stations in Mexico.

Stopping for a coconut was a key moment in finding our spot for the night.

It was the first time we called a short day. The break was much needed.

We found a camping spot at Luise´s place.

The wind howled off the ocean rocking us in our hammocks.

Soup

These guys were busy readying the palm fronds for a new roof to our shelter.

The fire and the single light bulb of our hut.