No this is not a dirty post but it´s true...
So we come North from Cabo after dropping the clowns off... we are trying to solve 2 problems... Brett wants to snorkel and Nathan wants to kayak... Solution - we do both...
So we are trying to rent kayaks and end up in this parking lot by this fancy building... we´re talking and they over hear us... "yes you can rent kayaks here"... so we do... this place is amzing.. 5·····
We have riding gear on so we need to put bathing suits on and paddle to snorkel zone... we arrange this and all is good. We see fish and have fun... when we get back I tell Nathan I want to chill and read in the pool for the afternoon...
Time to leave - my gear is there but Nathan is missing his pants (passports, wallets and most of cash is in dry bag with us). Yes they took his undies out of his pants and left them. (Imagine how sexy he looked driving in his undies down the road and how thakful he was for the air flow...)
Well we are about to leave and the government minsiter from Las Pas pulls up and starts talking to Nathan about his bike... ¨how did you enjoy Las Pas¨?
Nathan shares his feelings about his pants missing and the $30 USD some one stole. The minister is upset and all hell breaks loose... We have guys in golf carts driving up and asking us who we last saw with his pants... we have security guards around us and hotel staff shuns us (we are obvious with motorcycle gear on)...
Anyway, this wastes much time - we get a hotel and crash. Early AM and we got 400 or 500 miles to do tomorrow so we can get out of Baja and hit Cali. Nathan is missing his pants but his spirits are high and I loaned him my jeans (same waste but 4´´ higher). Hopefully pictures will soon come...
BTW, which is worse - the Mexican driver or the South Cali driver? Brett thinks the South Cali driver is LOCO... Heading North back to Canada!!!!
So we come North from Cabo after dropping the clowns off... we are trying to solve 2 problems... Brett wants to snorkel and Nathan wants to kayak... Solution - we do both...
So we are trying to rent kayaks and end up in this parking lot by this fancy building... we´re talking and they over hear us... "yes you can rent kayaks here"... so we do... this place is amzing.. 5·····
We have riding gear on so we need to put bathing suits on and paddle to snorkel zone... we arrange this and all is good. We see fish and have fun... when we get back I tell Nathan I want to chill and read in the pool for the afternoon...
Time to leave - my gear is there but Nathan is missing his pants (passports, wallets and most of cash is in dry bag with us). Yes they took his undies out of his pants and left them. (Imagine how sexy he looked driving in his undies down the road and how thakful he was for the air flow...)
Well we are about to leave and the government minsiter from Las Pas pulls up and starts talking to Nathan about his bike... ¨how did you enjoy Las Pas¨?
Nathan shares his feelings about his pants missing and the $30 USD some one stole. The minister is upset and all hell breaks loose... We have guys in golf carts driving up and asking us who we last saw with his pants... we have security guards around us and hotel staff shuns us (we are obvious with motorcycle gear on)...
Anyway, this wastes much time - we get a hotel and crash. Early AM and we got 400 or 500 miles to do tomorrow so we can get out of Baja and hit Cali. Nathan is missing his pants but his spirits are high and I loaned him my jeans (same waste but 4´´ higher). Hopefully pictures will soon come...
BTW, which is worse - the Mexican driver or the South Cali driver? Brett thinks the South Cali driver is LOCO... Heading North back to Canada!!!!
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