Estero Beach stop 2

January 29th and Scott’s birthday - At 10:30 our group, the last one, was ready to go. Our 8 rigs lined up and started off. Frank was caboose and he had an excellent CB. We got on I-5 and headed south for our big adventure. We crossed the border – all of us got green lights to keep going. The day before we had seen how backed up the getting into the USA side was. They have about 4 lanes and still can’t handle all of the traffic. Vendors go up and down with their carts selling tacos and drinks. We skirted Tijuana on the toll way around the west side alongside the Rio Grande River. It was an interesting trip – nice four lane road with 3 toll stops, about 76 pesos each time. We all kept together and had no trouble. The scenery was interesting. We got our introduction to some of the poverty we would see and also some of the beautiful homes that Americans are building along that stretch. We were headed to Ensenada and the Estero Beach Resort and RV Park. We certainly were glad to see the welcoming wave of the red flags of our parkers. It was a nice campground. We could see the water and walked along a semi-paved path when we went for our dinner. The homes in the resort were interesting. The resort has been in existence for over 50 years and some of the trailers with some homes built around them have been their since time began for the resort. Others are beautiful homes still being built. There were not many people that we saw. We had a fiesta (what is known in most caravans as a GAM – get acquainted meeting) soon after we arrived. Usually 5 rigs get together for about an hour with snacks and learn about each other. This was followed by a meal at the resort.



January 30 and breakfast is served at the resort restaurant. It was a great meal – a beautiful fruit plate followed by a plate full of food including huevos ranchero (eggs with a tortilla shell on the bottom, then eggs and salsa over the top), refried beans and tortillas. After we had finished we wandered over to the museum on the resort grounds. What a wonderful small museum. Our guide was the owner. He is over 80 and so impressive. He described the areas and pointed out some of the items. He has unbelievable collection of valuable historical items.

Afterwards we wandered through the resort. Then Norm & Lois and we decided to follow Tom & Penny, Linda and Dick and Judy as they were going to La Bufadore. It is an area about 25 miles from Estero Beach where the water goes into a crevice and there is a big blow when it moves back and forth. There was also a market area. We noticed that many of the places were closed but we enjoyed looking anyway. After wandering down the hill through all of the vendors and seeing the blow we ambled back to one of the restaurants. All of us decided it was time to eat again. We enjoyed a nice meal in an outdoor café overlooking the water. What a life – someone needs to lead it!

One thing we have to get used to is, if they want to let the person behind know they can pass, they turn their left signal on. That is fine unless they really want to turn. We still don’t know how they indicate they are turning. We had our driver’s meeting when we suddenly were reminded that we would be on parking duty. The more we thought about it, the more worried we became about our diesel. We had not been able to get off the freeway (I-8) when we were coming into San Diego. Then we were told not to stop and get diesel since we were leaders and then we discovered that we were parkers at the next stop and still would not be able to get diesel. The problem was if we get below ½ in the tank the generator is not happy, not to mention that the next campground had no electric. We had our driver’s meeting to prepare to travel the next day.