Old-school busses found in Los Barriles.
Local taco shop in Los Barriles on a Saturday night. More gringos than locals here.
Unless stung by a bee on the back of your leg (Andrew), it’s too hot to stop!
Corner office with a view for Andrew. Don’t mind if I do set up shop in your fancy restaurant seeing as we are the only customers this fine afternoon.
Clench your jaw for this cactus-lined washbaord road down the east cape to Los Barriles.
Me and the horse contemplating life in San Antonio, BCS at the vista point.
What strange horses the gringos ride here.