Tuesday, February 1, 2011

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.
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.