Once upon a time I was just sitting around and contemplating what would be my idea of a perfect day, so this is what I conceived in my mind.
It has been over a week since I’ve arrived to my house in La Ventana Bay in Baja California, Mexico.
I did it. I made it. I am HOME.
I’m so close, I can taste it! Which is good, because I am ready to be finished. In this part, I also meet up serendipitously with our Tahoe neighbors!
My time riding the salt flats and traveling through the small towns of Baja. So many stories to tell the world!
The stars, cacti, trees, flowers, beach, and wildlife. What I’ve been waiting for this entire ride!
I am again saved by strangers who give me water in the middle of the desert!
Riding through Baja before a long segment through the backcountry. It can be hard to be alone, but it is also so necessary to get away from it all.
I find out I am the oldest woman, and the only solo woman, to ride the Baja Divide. But, in the words of Monty Python, I’m not dead yet!
I am riding in Baja and loving it! Coronas and fish tacos never tasted better.