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What a day, and what a life (to borrow a phrase from our good buddy Reuben’s Four Corners blog).    Wow!

Last night, as you know, we had a great dinner at El Muelle’s in downtown Santa Rosalia.   We were down about 700 miles south of the border in Santa Rosalia, and it was our turnaround point.   The dinner was great, and the owner (Anna) really took good care of us.   So good, in fact, that we went back there again for breakfast.

We stayed at the Frances Hotel, and it was fun.   There are no Holiday Inns around here, folks.   The Frances Hotel is the real deal, and everyone enjoyed it.  Here’s what it looked like in the morning…

Here’s a photo of our good buddy John, who had a genuine war story for us.   John was chased down and bit by a dog (hey, it’s Mexico, and you remember me telling you about the dogs in these parts).   The dog chomped down on John’s shoe but didn’t break through, and John told us all about it in the Frances Hotel courtyard this morning…

While we were prepping for the ride down to the El Muelle for breakfast, Justin somehow managed to climb up on the roof for a better perspective…

This guy is amazing…Justin is a regular MacGuyver, but more on that later.

Here’s a photo our southern Cyclone, Tiffany, in downtown Santa Rosalia….

Justin and Juddy at breakfast.   The black Canon is faster…

After breakfast, we visited the Gustav Eiffel church just around the corner.   You’ve read my stuff about this church here on the blog before.   The churches in Baja are amazing.   More on that in a bit, too.

On the road again, leaving Santa Rosalia and heading for San Ignacio…

Tiffany, on the way into San Ignacio….

Those are date palms behind Tiffany.  The Jesuits introduced date farming to this region hundreds of years ago.   San Ignacio is natural oasis, evidently perfect for growing dates.   The area is beautiful.

Here’s a photo of my bike…

My bike again, in front of the San Ignacio Mission.

We kicked back for about an hour in San Ignacio.   Good times.

The Colonel, Justin, and Keith.   Great guys.   I’m having a blast traveling with these folks.

My good buddy Greg…another great guy.  I first met Greg at the Phoenix IMS show a few months ago.   He wanted to know all about the Baja trip, and what do you know, here he is.

And here’s Reuben, another great guy.   Reuben is an interesting man.   I already told you about his blog.   Reuben is doing a Four Corners run on his RX3, which he interrupted to ride Baja with us.   Let me tell you something else about Reuben…he owns two RX3 motorcycles.   One is in the Philippines, and the other is the one he is riding in the US  (and of course, Baja).   Reuben bought his US bike just to run the Four Corners, and he loves it!

Here’s a photo of the Colonel on his red RX3.   Eric is a retired US Army Lieutenant Colonel with two tours in Vietnam under his belt.  He’s a cool guy, and he rode with us out to San Francisco Sierra this afternoon.

Here’s another photo of Greg on the same road.   It was a glorious day in Baja…

Here’s a shot of Greg piloting his RX3 in Mexico.   Greg’s day job is piloting a Boeing 737.   Greg is another very interesting dude…he’s a real gearhead.   We had a great conversation at dinner last night.

Here’s Justin on the way to see the cave paintings…

These are our guys who opted for the cave painting ride this afternoon, high up in the San Francisco Sierra Mountains…

To get to the cave paintings, it’s 27 miles off the Transpeninsular Highway on an absolutely stunning paved (but deserted) road, and then another 7 miles on a really gnarly dirt road.

This church is in San Francisco Sierra…

One of the cave paintings…the black figure is a cougar.   These paintings were done over 10,000 years ago!

The guys taking it all in…

The question I know many of you are wondering about is how the bikes are doing.   They’re doing well, thank you.   Not perfect, but pretty good considering the service they’ve seen in the last few days.   We’ve put about 20,000 collective miles on the 15 new RX3s on this ride, most of it in Baja under some fairly extreme conditions, and we’ve had a exactly four things happen so far.

The Colonel’s bike didn’t want to turn over twice the first morning we left.   We push started it both times, it fired right up, and it’s run fine since.   It could have been a lot of things, including a weak battery, but whatever it was, it’s doing fine now.  We’ll give Eric’s bike a thorough checkup when we get back to the plant, but we are thinking this problem is behind us now.

Two guys have had centerstand problems.   On Keith’s bike, the centerstand appears to be distorting at the gusset.   That’s a hefty part, so it might be a piece of soft steel.   We’ll replace it for Keith when we get back to California.

The other centerstand issue was on Justin’s bike.  One of the Circlips securing the centerstand pivot popped off.  We removed the centerstand from Justin’s bike and we’ll reinstall it when we get back to the plant.

The other problem we had on Justin’s bike was something I’ve never encountered before on any motorcycle…the countershaft sprocket nut came off.   This was right after we rode that gnarly dirt road to the cave paintings, but I really don’t think the road had anything to do with it.   As I said earlier, Justin is an amazing guy.   He walked back along his path and found the nut lock, but we couldn’t find the nut.   That didn’t slow Justin down at all, though…he put the retainer on, grabbed some baling wire, and fixed the problem…

To be sure, Justin’s fix is a temporary one, but it got us the 70 miles back to Guerrero Negro tonight.   We bought spare parts with us, but not the countershaft sprocket nut (like I said, I’ve never seen this happen before, on any motorcycle).   We’ll find a new one when the shops open up here in Guerrero Negro, and we’ll be on our way in the morning.

It sure feels good to be in Malarrimo’s Hotel tonight here in Guerrero Negro.   I grabbed this photo of Juddy just a short while ago, and his expression seems to capture everyone’s feelings about this trip…

That’s it for now, folks.  We’re having fun.   It’s been awesome.   The bikes are great and the folks on this trip are incredible.   Like Reuben would say…what a life!

We made it safely to Santa Rosalia after leaving El Rosario and crossing the Vizcaino Desert.   What a day…it was hot, but boy oh boy, we sure packed the fun in!   Take a look at us rolling through the mountains…

Good times, it’s late, I’ve got flaky connectivity, so I’ll load as many photos as the Frances Hotel’s wireless will allow.

And you thought Llanterians had no sense of humor…a tire repair facility in the middle of nowhere….

Reuben topping off in Catavina, Baja style…

Pete doing the same…

Baja John cooling off in Punta Prieta…one of our rest stops today.

Reuben and Justin catching 40 weeks before getting back on the Transpeninsular Highway…

Rolling in to one of many military checkpoints…

The Pemex station just north of the 28th Parallel, which divides Baja and Baja Sur…

Guerrero Negro!   Juddy, Tiffany, and the Colonel stepping up for a couple of fish tacos!

The man of the hour…Tony Lopez!   He did not disappoint…everybody loved the fish tacos!

South of Guerrero Negro, heading toward San Ignacio…

A man, a motorcycle, and a mission…here’s Justin kicking back on the steps of the San Ignacio Mission.   This church was built in the 1700s.   It’s a great stop.   We stayed for about an hour.   We needed the break…it was a good hundred miles from Guerrero Negro to San Ignacio and we were all hot and tired when we arrived.

Reuben, Pete, Abe, and John relaxing in San Ignacio…

My RX3 under the Volcano.   That’s Volcan Las Tres Virgenes in the background…it’s the volcano that formed the San Ignacio oasis.

Need more horsepower?

Reuben’s rear tire…at 3500 miles, it’s showing no wear at all.

The Tourfella aluminum bags are nice.   I could have used the extra storage capacity on my bike.  Several of the riders on this trip have them.

I think this is Justin’s tank bag…

Rolling on into Santa Rosalia…

Coming up…the descent into Santa Rosalia, La Cuesta del Infierno…

One of the best e-ticket rides in Baja…

And finally, our first glimpse of the Sea of Cortez….

We had a great seafood dinner in downtown Santa Rosalia this evening (thanks again, John!), and it’s about half past midnight right now.  When we crossed into Baja California Sur, we moved into a new time zone.   Folks, I’m tired, and I’m going to call it a night.   More tomorrow, so stay tuned!

Folks, we are having entirely too much fun!   We’re in El Rosario tonight after a great dinner at Mama Espinoza’s (thanks, Steve!), and we had an incredible ride here.   We left at 4:30 a.m. (yep, you read that right!) and all 15 of us are really enjoying our RX3 motorcycles.  Ah, so many great photos and such limited connectivity….let’s give it a shot and see what I can upload!

Dinner at Mama Espinoza’s!

Justin in a sea of RX3s…

Abe, who seems to be having a good time…

Reuben, a traveling man!

John, who is enjoying the Baja run with his son…

And John’s son Jay…a great guy!

A great part of the game is shooting photos on the fly…the lightweight D3300 is just awesome for this sort of thing…

A typical small agricultural village along Baja’s Transpeninsular Highway…two horsepower!

So, all you haters out there…tell me again why I shouldn’t be enjoying this?

Filling up at the cheapest gas station in Mexico…

A colorful doorway in Santo Tomas…

On the road…in Baja…folks, it really doesn’t get any better than this.   I had the easiest job on the ride…I was out front and living large!

Youngsters mesmerized by the RX3s!

Javier, a future RX3 pilot…he told me he wanted a red one because it’s faster, like his bicycle…

Rolling through one of the ag communities.   This is where we were caught in the labor riot a few weeks ago…

A youngster on a dirt bike paralleling the Transpeninsular Highway shows us how it’s done…

Another shot from the cockpit…

New RX3 owners changing their oil in El Rosario after riding 365 break-in miles today!

Roselda, the prettiest gas station attendant in Baja!

My reward at the end of a great day, after the bikes were put away…

And finally, a great view stopped at a light somewhere in Baja…

We’re up early tomorrow for another great Mexican breakfast…and then we’re riding into the Vizcaino Desert!

Keep on eye on us, folks…we’re having fun!

Even more photos today, folks, and I have to tell you, the excitement around here in advance of the Baja trip is tangible!

That’s my good buddy John, who rode down from Washington state to pick up a gorgeous white RX3 and join us for the Baja run!

John put a few hundred break-in miles on his RX3 yesterday and he was in the shop for the first oil change this morning…

Here’s a photo of my good buddy Tuan picking up his RX3…

Tuan is a good guy.   Like me, he’s a mechanical engineer…I know, because he was in a couple of my courses at Cal Poly Pomona!  The smile is real, folks!

Here’s another photo of John and Jay setting up their RX3s for the Baja run.  More smiles, looking forward to those Baja miles!

And speaking of smiles, check out this photo of our good buddy Tiffany, who flew all the way out from Georgia to buy an RX3 and ride with us to Baja!

Tiffany has her own blog featuring the RX3 (A Southern Cyclone) and it is a great one.

Our good buddy Reuben is going with us on the Baja run (we’ve written about him on the CSC blog earlier).   Reuben is another blogmeister…he writes a dynamite site about his RX3 adventures (you can see it at What A Life).   It’s another blog you might want to watch; I’m sure everyone will be posting about this grand Baja adventure that starts in just about 15 hours!

Here’s a photo of Reuben’s RX3 coming back down the Pacific Coast Highway…Reuben has already been up to Washington on his RX3 and he rode it back to ride with us to Baja!

Good times, folks!