Day 21 Miles: 201

I awoke with a feeling of dread. Two hundred miles lay ahead, and it was ground already covered when we headed south to Los Cabos. Now pointed northward, I knew narrower roads and potholes were in our immediate future. I also wondered about what new sites we would see, as we had already passed through the area. Color me pleasantly surprised when we entered Puerto Escondido (“The Hidden Port”).

There’s no doubt that Mexico treats its sailors much better than its RVers. The port, situated on the Sea of Cortez, had a mini mart and gift shop, restaurant, laundry, shower and restroom facilities, and even an infinity pool and Jacuzzi, which was unfortunately being re-tiled during our visit.

Before us lay crystal blue water and sailboats. Behind us sat the La Gigante mountains, which looked glorious as the sun rose on them the morning after our brief visit.

The restaurant at the port, Ibo, was impeccable. We sat on cloth dining chairs before a table set with linens, overlooking the water from the deck. We had, as Billy Joel once wrote, “A bottle of white, a bottle of red.” I started with a scallops appetizer with guacamole and finished with a beautiful lobster tail.

This morning all was peaceful at the port. A Mexican beach dog played with all of the caravan perros before we headed out.

It was time to visit Mulege, which we bypassed on our trip south.

Puerto Escondido: What a pleasant surprise.