Los Cabos

I was impressed to find my brake line (two of them!) waiting for me the next day at the parts place. In no time I replaced both front brake hoses and we were off to Los Cabos.

First up was Cabo San Lucas. Angela came here years ago, but recognized nothing. I’ve never been here, and pretty much just saw a big resort town. Not much character, but not too ridiculous either.

The highlight for both of us was tacos at Gordo LeLe. He’s a huge Beatles fan and will occasionally serenade the patrons, but we missed out. No worries, as we were busy with killer tacos. He said the record was six and we could eat free if we could match it. We barely finished two each.

The beaches here are nice, of course, but a little crowded. Bode managed to make some buddies and help bury one kid in the sand. We learned that putting boobies on someone buried in the sand is funny in any language.

Not twenty feet from where we plopped down, some guys came out and started excavating turtle eggs from the sand. It was marked with a stick. Fifty or so eggs came out – they broke one. I guess the turtles don’t know there are para-sailers, glass bottom boats, jet skis, banana thingies and all sorts of people screaming up and down the beach during the day. Not exactly the kind of place you want to be hatching little turtles.

Again, we parked the bus near town at an RV park next to some mega land-yachts and more permanent installations. This time, the permanents were over the top. Gourmet outdoor kitchens and outdoor flat screen TVs and such. It’s a different world. As always though, we met some friendly (Canadian) folks parked next to us and spent the evening outside chatting with them.

The next morning we headed out looking for the right sized bolt for our shock and we found it at a place called Tuercas y Tornillos (Nuts and Bolts.) Guess what they sold. I was sure to add lock washers and copious amounts of thread-lock before re-bolting both front shocks on. So far so good.

Then, off to Cabo San Jose for a quick lunch and look around before heading farther East back to the dirt roads and empty beaches.