Scratching the Surface of Mainland Mexico

Our ride on Baja Ferries ended much as it began. With Scott and I taking the role of last people to check out of the cabins and last truck off our parking level and even last passenger trolley to leave the ferry terminal. We are nothing if not consistent. The free plastic-wrapped pastry and wee little cup of coffee provided on the boat had barely taken the edge off of our morning needs. The promise of a big plate of breakfast and a frou-frou cup of coffee lured us to the waterfront malecon in Mazatlán. With all of our needs met we wasted no time getting out of town. Actually, we did have some navigational difficulty and we wasted only a little time getting out of town. 

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Canyons and Comfort

Finally, we have begun our reentry into polite society. After 92 days on the road, we have landed in the welcoming embrace of Scott’s Auntie Jo and Uncle Dennis in Park City, Utah. For a time, we can go to sleep without deploying our tent, run an errand in the truck without packing up the tent, drink a cup of coffee without setting up our kitchen, and answer natures call without Continue reading “Canyons and Comfort”