Our bicycle tour of mainland Mexico continues. It is roughly a 150 mile bicycle ride from Tepic to Guadalajara. The route takes us from 3002 ft elevation to roughly 5140 ft elevation. However, that does not take in account the several long ups and downs in between.
Finding our way out of cities always seems to take for ever. Stopping at the Mazatlan city sign for pictures probably didn’t help. At least the sign is conveniently located at the malecon, along one of the bike paths and traffic is still light. We follow Allan’s directions out of town. For the next couple days we follow one of the Cuota roads, 15D, a toll road with a very nice wide shoulder.
The ferry arrives in the morning on mexico mainland in Mazatlan. Like most of the ferries we have been on, we are one of the last ones to disembark. This is fine with us, it is less stressful, when we know, we are not holding up car or truck drivers. Plus it is early and we already have an AirBnB reserved. Unfortunately, we won’t be able to check in until the afternoon. For now, though we are hungry.
As we check our map, we realize, that our cycle tour of the Baja peninsula is soon coming to an end. According to maps.me there are 146 miles left to make it to La Paz. From there we plan on taking a ferry over to mainland Mexico. The route will basically cross the Baja peninsula one last time. There is a little bit more climbing envolved, which at least is not as high and steep as the previous climbs. We also notice that there are really no facilities between these two places, so we try to pack some extra food and lots of water for the ride.
“Buena Suerte!” those are the words our hotel owner says when we tell him about our bicycle route out of Loretto. The plan is to turn inland to see the mission in San Javier from there we want to cycle over to the other side of the Baja peninsula. The hotel owner, who also happens to be a cyclist, tells us that the road to San Javier is nicely paved but all uphill. However, the rest of the route is supposed to be unpaved, has a lot of rocks, and is “Muy feo” ( very ugly).
Since it’s been getting warmer the further south we cycle on the Baja Peninsula, we try to get going early again. Sometimes we are more successful than others. Although we try to get on the road as soon as possible, there are small setbacks, such as no breakfast or stores opening before 8:00 am.
We do manage to push our bikes out of the hotel and toward the colorful “ Santa Rosalia” sign shortly after 9:00.
It’s a boring straight stretch of 50 miles from Guerrero Negro to Vizcaino. The surrounding area is pretty flat and desolate. There are hardly any cacti to adore. The only steady companion along this mundane part of the Highway is the long row of telephone poles, which sometimes decorate the left side other times the right side of the road and intermittently we have the pleasure to ride between two lines of poles.
We are up as soon as the sun peeks over the mountain. We roll up our still sand covered tent and push our fully loaded bicycles up on the restaurant porch and step inside to have another very delicious Mexican breakfast.
The wind has picked up significantly over the last few hours. According to the weather report it is supposed to calm down again in another day or two.
So, we decide to spend a well deserved down day about 5 miles north of San Felipe.
The hotel is conveniently located right next to a small restaurant that serves breakfast and dinner with delicious meals for very reasonable prices.
The morning, that we get to leave Ensenada has finally arrived. Since we already packed most of our things last night, we just slip on our clothes and head down to the OXXO for coffee. Afterward, we sit out back for a quick breakfast snack. Then it is time to finally pull our bikes out of the room and to secure all of our belongings onto our trusty, steely steeds.