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.     28.6014, -113.1310 

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.

Heading further southeast through Valle San Rafael, the desert plants were beautiful in the early morning light.     28.5460, -113.1478 

Mules wandering in the desert.

In the Puerto el Portezuelo area, an interesting cracked rock formation that looks like a stone wall.     28.3754, -113.1034 

A quick visit to check out the community of San Francisquito.

airplane

There was a curious partially disassembled airplane at the end of the San Francisquito airstrip.     28.4200, -112.8639  (Here's the story !)