About three weeks ago, I posted about my treacherous trip up the last 7 kilometros on the road to San Francisco de la Sierra. Now that I have been
living mountaintop for a couple of weeks, I thought I'd let you know it's totally worth any strain I may have felt. Besides, when I came back on May
7, Yadiro and Chico drove down to Rte 1 to meet me, and I rode back up in the passenger seat of my RV. We'll do the same thing in reverse when I leave
for Bahia Asuncion on Wednesay.
While here, I've had the pleasure of meeting Mike/Miguel of Baja Custom Tours fame--what a swell chap! He'd brought four other English-speaking
gentlemen with him.
Oh, a digression...That was the first time I'd heard English since I got here, and probably last unless we count the fun both the primary and
secondary school children and I are having with what we all laughingly refer to as my "classes." Also, Yadira and Chico have been no slouches in the
English-practicing department; and I forget the name of the guide who says loudly every time he sees me: "Grab the burro's mayn," which I taught him
at his request and of which he is quite proud.
Anyway, when Miguel and the guys were here, they dropped off some eagerly-received supplies for some villagers, including used clothing. However, you
must ask Mike to tell you the story some time of how his Mexico shirt ended up both given away and hidden away in a period of less than 2 hours!
Mike, and later our guide, Francisco, graciously allowed me to accompany them on the other part of the reason for them being here, going to see Cueva
Raton. It was wonderful, and you must do it one day before you leave the Baja.
As another aside, may I suggest we need a "Trailer Trash and Other Rugged Souls" subsection of the Baja Trip Reports? (I must credit my brother for
that term. He has been living with his wife in the 5th wheeler (?) for about 15 years now, and when I told him my RV travels didn't seem to resemble
many others I've seen so far on BajaNomad, he replied that I just needed to find the other trailer trash! I added the "rugged souls" part myself, so
as not to offend anyone/everyone.
Peace and love, all
Susan/avgabndo - 5-24-2014 at 02:52 PM
Thanks for your post, and I appreciate your comment on 'trailer trash'. I don't qualify in that I'm not traveling, and it ain't a trailer, but maybe
five months in a 21.524 sq. ft. cold water beach house will qualify me for the rugged souls membership category?
susaninlapaz - 5-24-2014 at 05:12 PM
if you are now living or have ever lived in that truck/camper shell, you in like flynn, man!shari - 5-24-2014 at 06:22 PM
How fortunate you are to live amongst these noble ranchers to get a glimpse of how they live...a rugged soul indeed. You will fit right in in BA
too!...and deserve a nice hot shower and shrimp tacos.susaninlapaz - 5-24-2014 at 06:32 PM
And ice water, por favor!!!BajaBlanca - 5-24-2014 at 06:39 PM
You made it back! Have fun up there and if someone wants to take teaching material up, I got some! I got lots!
Cueva del Raton really is a wonderful painted cavern.
How long will you be up there, Susan?susaninlapaz - 5-24-2014 at 06:40 PM
Leaving Wednesday...BajaBlanca - 5-25-2014 at 06:25 AM
Too soon for me to get stuff up tp you. Stop by here so we can meet!
Take exit tomAbreojos, at Calle Miguel Dominguez hang a right. Follow the salt flats (we call it the La Bocana Freeway) straight for 10 miles. At one
point it reaches the phone lines. At end of lones, go down paved road to church, turn right, first left and fist right again. Look for 2 story house,
white, lots of plants. That is us!wilderone - 5-30-2014 at 08:36 PM
I've always had a dream of becoming trailer trash!susaninlapaz - 5-31-2014 at 06:35 AM
Quote:
Originally posted by wilderone
I've always had a dream of becoming trailer trash!
all it takes is:
1. the willingness to eat a sandwich (pb&j is best) while standing over your sink and reading one of the many manuals for one of the many
mechanical/electrical things in your trailer that can stop working for no reason except sheer mischievousness;
2. jeans and a flannel shirt (preferably clean and stained);
3. a potty mouth; and
4. strong knees for climbing in and out of home approximately 184 times a day.
also, we have your basic reverse classism going on--no 5th wheelers need apply unless the rig is at least half as old as they are.
