Most of the beginning of the route cuts through pretty remote parts of Baja California. Water is rare and hard to find. Luckily, far out in the desert you can find some lonesome Ranchos. And this is when Mexico, the country everyone has warned us about turns out to be nothing like it. The act of simply asking for some water, can turn into an invite to taste some homemade Mexican food and to leave again with bags stuffed full of oranges and limes from the orchards of the Ranchos. The people don’t seem to care about our lack of Spanish and even if the communication is far from fluid, it is filled with laughter, kindness and jokes. And even if the Baja Divide is more about being in the nature and out there, it makes the kind encounters with the people even more worthwhile.
The further South we are heading, the more intense becomes the heat. During midday, cycling is nearly impossible, the heat is draining our energy levels but some days we don’t have a choice. The amount of kilometers we manage to cover seems to shrink everyday. The often hilly landscape of the North has changed to being more flat but cut through with stretches of deep sand. We ride 2.8” tires, Saska and Przemek only 2.4”. The small difference has a big impact. Covering distances, half pushing half riding, feeling like the weight of your bicycle has doubled, challenges all of us.