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We haven't moved much in the last two weeks. Although we planned on spending an extended period of time in Sayulita, there wasn't any camping available when we rolled into town. So we turned around and headed back up the coast to a sleepy little town called Lo de Marcos. There are a surprising number of RV parks there, so we picked the last one at the end of a road called La Parota, and moved in. It's full of retirees down here (mostly Canadians), as there were in Baja. They

Not in that order, however. First the boat: Getting the rig on a ferry seemed kind of daunting to me at first. Probably because in the mountains of research we did for this trip, I saw a video of a Russian cargo ship in an icy storm and huge seas. It was transporting cars on the top deck that hadn't been strapped down (or had broken loose) in the storm. A few slid back and forth across the deck, and one ended up hanging precariously off the side with only the back tires holdi

We ended up spending most of our time on the East Cape in Los Frailes. We met a couple, Monica and Jeff, in Los Barriles and caravanned there with them. We had met before at the Overland Expo in Flagstaff, AZ last May. It really is a very small overlanding world we are discovering. Los Frailes is a long sandy beach with a small fishing camp on one end, and a row of palapas on the other. As soon as we turned off the road, we passed lots of big RV’s camped in the bushes of the