We had a few hiccups and repairs before hitting the road this morning. In preparation for getting under way I checked the trucks tires for correct pressure. In the process one of the valves stuck open and released a good quantity of air before resealing itself. In addition all tires were a little low so I broke out the air hose. When I inserted the hose-end connector into the connector on the air tank the internals of the tank connector dislodged and released all the air in the tank. With the air tank empty and the connector stuck open the truck could not build any air pressure and hence we were not going anywhere until I could fix it. Thankfully after ratting around in my mess of spare parts I found a new connector. With that installed and the tires re-inflated we were on our way. Or at least on our way to the local Ley supermarket.

A hundred miles of flat not very interesting desert was followed by 50 miles of approach to and drive through the Sierra Gigante mountains before the road dropped down onto the coast of the Sea of Cortez.

We chose a famous beach called El Requeson for our camp. This beach is famous for the spit of sand that joins the main beach to a small island. The entry road was in bad condition and the only facilities were a couple of very broken down pit toilets. But it is without a doubt the best camp we have had on the Baja.

We occupied our first afternoon paddling in the water, chatting to our neighbors, and generally enjoying the sun and sand.

Sunrise the next morning was simply breathtaking. We watched from our bed as the sky transitioned through a range of orange and yellow colors before a bright ball of light popped over the horizon onto the glass smooth water.

We spent the morning making lists of things we have to do in preparation for our Asian trip. Around lunch time I was approached by a fellow who introduced himself as Gary. Turns out he and his wife Elizabeth are from Hobart Tasmania, are traveling in North America by vehicle. The really un-believable co-incidence is that Gary and I have communicated by email over the past year on the topic of vehicle selection. He just happened to notice our yellow Mog. We spent much of the afternoon talking to Gary and Elizabeth about their (and our) experiences traveling in Europe and America.