| Freddie, who was looking quite suave is discussing our lobster dinner plans and the incoming storm. It was cold, rainy and the storm rocked the rig for a few hours that evening.     |    Even the shore birds looked cold! Below was a quite common site. The Mexican army was here and there through out the trip.  |
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A long walk around town produced a Museo (Museum) and a bakery. The local dogs knew that the Museo manager would not let them come in. (She was a woman of another culture and not Mexican) All the dogs in Mexico seemed to be very calm and friendly...except one that almost bit me at the cheese and goat ranchero!
  After a couple of days the weather was a little nicer and the sun was shining again...YEA! |  Please, please, please can I come in? I'll be very good.   |
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On departure and fueling up, John decides it is a good time to get his tire fixed. So we killed time by Mary leading us in some aerobics. The grand son of the fuel station manager had wonderful loud music playing. It was fun. It was also good for us because the lobster had a lot of cream and butter on it. At this time we were off to Guerrero Negro to go gray whale watching in the Scammon's Lagoon. We choose Marios tours but stayed at the RV park Malarrimo.
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