Puerto Penasco or Bust!! 2-11-18

I had a nice run this morning in Organ Pipe Cactus Monument.  I saw the same fella that I saw 2 days ago making our way up and down into the dips (vados).  Beautiful morning.  I love it when I am out before anyone else.  Even the teddy bear cactus shine in the early morning sun.  Thank you Jimmy Buffet, Kenny Chesney and John Denver for the company (on my headset).

We headed out of the park at about 10:30am, bound for Mexico.  A straight shot down Hwy 85 - only one way to go and only one destination - Puerto Penasco, in the state of Sonora, MX.  Just before we hit the US/MX border, we noticed a huge crowd of road bikers (I'm talking non-motorized).  Well, it was a fundraiser for affordable housing and the bikers were riding from Phoenix to God Knows Where in Mexico.  In any event, they stymied the border folks.  When we crossed we were NOT asked for Visa or TIP.  The only thing they asked to see was the dog's health certificate.  Very easy and smooth crossing at Lukeville/Sonoyta. 

We found our site at the Reef Campground ($35 per night, full hookups) and, initially I was disappointed because there are so many rigs here and we are one row back from the Sea of Cortez but, heck, give me a couple of Margaritas and I love it.  We had dinner at "Wrecked at the Reef" and our waiter Umberto was awesome!  Dinner is US prices.  3 Margs, 1 Chili Relleno plate and 1 Shrimp Cocktail (MX style), and tip = 1000 NM pesos or $50 USD

Pat & Steve Getting Wrecked

Russ & Kappy Getting Wrecked

Tomorrow we will explore and report!!

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