Went east into the mountains to camp, instead of west to Punta Chivata,known for wind surfing and fishing.

This road leads to the San Borjitas Cave drawings. We may try to bike in.

Camp from the bluff. Note the sliver of the Cortez in the distance

Getting ready for our ride

Riding through this beautiful desert was grand.

This was the easy terrain. It was a knarly bike ride.

Traversed boulder strewn dry river beds, cactus fields, and very rough roads.

On our ride we discovered we were on a big ranch. The house was 2 miles east of camp.

Four one-gallon jugs supplied daily water. We refill them from the 7-gal jugs carried on the roof.

Never had to use the emergency gas. Used the boards a lot though.

This was our only rugged campsite of the trip. No other people, nothin but desert. Though some horses and goats visited.

The bluff & van formed 2 sides of camp, this tree the third.

Finally, plenty of wood for a campfire.

Fire tree

Dreaming about roasting hot dogs, which we did.

Dawn & Chami keep warm

Bob contemplates his last cookie.

Bob eats his last cookie, Chami listens to the coyotes.

This lizard, right near camp, was alive but nearly frozen.

Looks alive with eyes.

Skies clear the next day

Even the harshness is lovely.

Light and form everywhere

Clouding up again so breaking camp. The name of the ranch is San Baltizar. Manuel, one of the owners visited before we left.

We'll hit the road again and proceed south looking for warmth.