Valle San Rafael
When I got back to pavement again (Highway 1), it started to rain! The desert rain continued as I drove south through the cactus forests of Valle de los Cirios, and then east to Bahía de los Angleles. There, I filled up with gas, and made a quick internet check-in, before continuing southeast along the coast. I reached a beach north of Campo San Rafael just before dark, and camped for the night.
The next morning, I met Pancho — out for a walk with his dog Lobo. Pancho told me he has been a resident for the last 22 years, and walks the beach every day.
Mules wandering in the desert.
A quick visit to check out the community of San Francisquito.
There was a curious partially disassembled airplane at the end of the San Francisquito airstrip.