Motorcycling XCountry

Sept.18-20 Mon-Wed

Sept. 18 Mon.

Los Angeles CA - Erendira MX = ~400 miles - ~7 hrs.

Mexico has always been somewhere that I wanted to go. 

But after talking to some people, I felt discouraged at times, due to the negative opinions people had.

Still like everything else, I had to experience it and see for myself.

So I decided to go into Baja Mexico from San Diego.

I figured, like any other 3rd world country, that the big cities are where you can get into trouble. 

So I skipped Tijuana, and went straight to the Hostel in Erendira.

As soon as I touched down in Mexico, I got blind in one eye.

For the most part, the ride was foggy, but sunny at the same time.

Highway 1 also stretches into the coastline of Baja Mexico.

Mexico was beautiful in it’s own ways.

The off roads to the hostel was horrible. 

It made me feel like I was riding on the surface of the moon.

Coyote Cals hostel was very nice, overlooking the ocean.

That night I went to eat dinner at a local restaurant.

The lady there made me feel like I was home.

I realized that Mexican people are genuinely nice and comforting.

My skepticism about these people went out the window.

I felt safer in Mexico than I did in most parts of the states. 

After dinner, I went back to the hostel and sat around and got drunk with a whole bunch of people that were staying there.

It was definitely fun times.

Sept.19 Tues. 

The next day I took it easy and went to the beach for a tan.

  While walking along a path to the beach, all I saw was litter all over the place.

It was sad to see such a nice place ruined by so much garbage.

I didn’t feel like taking a picture of it.

For lunch, I went to a different restaurant in the neighborhood, and had chicken with rice and beans.

As I was about to leave, these 2 kids looked at me as if I was some sort of superhero on a motorcycle.

Asking me where I saw from, how I got there, and how they had never seen someone like me riding around in a motorcycle like that.

I guess all they’ve seen from time to time are the Baja rally bikes which are off road bikes.

After that, I went back to the hostel and passed out from my body being sun burnt.

Didn’t do much that night.

Sept.20 Wed. 

Erendira MX - South of Baja = ~500 miles - ~9 hrs.

Woke up early and went south from Erendira.

After a few hours of riding, I was in the middle of nowhere in the desert with my gas running low.

This was nothing like in the states.  At least in the states, you see cars driving past, so you could always flag someone down for help or use your cell to call someone.

But this place, you got no cell phone reception in Mexico period, there are no cars anywhere around, and no Mexican is crazy enough to go as far down south as I was.

It was honestly the first time that I kinda started to freak out a bit.

Then, it only got worse when I passed a sign that said that the next gas station was 300km away.

I thought to myself, I’m dead. 

I’m almost out of fuel, no food, no water, and just a whole bunch of cacti around me.

I thought, if worse comes to worse, I’ll just ditch my bike and survive by drinking my own piss.  Eww!

It’s weird what your mind goes through when your put in situations like that.

Thinking back to it now, it was fun!

Anyways, long after the 300km sign, just like a mirage, a restaurant and a little gas stand appeared out of no where.  I couldn’t believe my eyes.

I ended up filling my tank and getting something to eat there.

With what I had just gone through, I wasn’t so sure if I should keep heading down. 

So I decided to turn back. 

It was one of the hardest decisions I had to make on this trip so far.

It might sound like a no brainer. 

But for me, it was more like deciding between, exploring the unknown and having a greater experience, or heading back to something that I already know.

Thinking back to it now, I wish I could have kept on going and maybe I would have made it as far as main land Mexico and into other South American countries.

Oh well, that’ll be part 2 for my next adventure.

One thing that I learned, and that I’ll try to do, is not let my fear get in the way of my decision making process.

The more scared you are, is because the greater the outcome will be.

Oh yeah, along the way, there were a few military stops.

I made some new fans.

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