End of a day

Lou and I drove to San Felipe today and found a great old style palapas-on-the-beach campo (as opposed to a city lot packed with RVs). The Rolling Steel tent is backed in, with the Sea of Cortez outside the rear doors. Then we had fish tacos and clams for a very late lunch—the first of many such meals we'll be having here. We are two happy campers. Literally.