Wednesday, July 17

Mike and I made breakfast from what we had intended for dinner last night. We drove into Santa Rosalia for gas, money, supplies, and internet use, then on toward Mex 18. I was driving and missed the turn for Mex 18. Suddenly we were in Guerrero Negro. We had a little lunch and turned around. When we got there it was obvious why I had missed it. The only marker for the road is “microunda” – for the microwave station a few miles away. No sign for El Arco or Mex 18. The road was pretty rough and it was 7:30 before we made San Francisquito. Well, I guess it was really 8:30 since we are back on Pacific Standard Time. The cook was gone, so we made a little food from left-overs, cleaned and repaired the boats, and went to bed.