This was the second time for Andy and I, but the first for Nick and Heather. 50 mile bike ride from Rosarito to Ensenada, Mexico. We drove down to Ensenada on Friday and managed to make to to our favorite margarita place.
Nick had the 16-inch burrito for dinner.
Up on Saturday morning on the shuttle to Rosarito. Okay, it was a little bumpy on the ride.
Andy had to stop at this favorite place for breakfast before the ride started.
Andy, above, doing a little "stretching." Heather and Nick below. There were about 6,000 people this year. 9,000 last year. Due to the decrease of tourists in Baja Mexico because of the drug violence, this is the last year they are doing the bike ride.
Everyone is smiling when we start the ride.
The kids are cheering us on... and yelling for candy.
The big Jesus is watching over us.
Notice, Heather and Andy are still smiling at this point.
Even with the hill in sight, Nick is still smiling.
The climb begins - two miles up to the high desert.
Yes, I am still smiling, even after the big hill.
10 miles downhill to the ocean, then several miles more to Ensenada.
Heather crosses the finish line!
Tacos, churros, and margaritas at the after party under the Mexican flag.
So after the party at the end of the ride, we went back to our favorite margarita place... with the entire gang.
Before we left the room to check out on Sunday morning, I took a picture of the view from our room and the pool!
We head back over the boarder into the U.S. -- after some last minute shopping opportunities from the car.
Within a couple feet of the actual boarder between Mexico and the U.S., we were almost in the middle of a big drug bust. The SUV, a couple cars ahead of us in line waiting for the crossing, apparently got a little nervious when he saw the drug dogs and started BACKING UP... so he didn't have to cross into the U.S. and the waiting police. It must have taken him hours to back up through all of that traffic.
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