By now we’re confused as to which day it actually is, and today will be our hardest day in the saddle as we continue south all the way to San Ignacio. Leaving San Felipe, dips in the road (MEX5), or vados, keep us popping out of our saddles, setting a few wheels in the air as we race along the coast. A most placid and mellow day so far, heaven on two wheels. A stop to visit some friends in a bayside community populated by expats, vacationers, and a few locals brought us to lunch in Alfonsina’s. Refueled and rolling again, the remote Sea of Cortez side of the peninsula sees very little traffic, and as we approach the end of current progress in road building, we turn off into the desert for a 30-mile stretch of pure Baja.