Suzie came up to the coach for a cup of coffee while Ricardo got the Suburban and his boat ready to head to the border. We all said our goodbyes and they were off. I wanted to go to the same tire shop that Phil had used yesterday so that I could add air to my tires, so it wasn’t but a couple of minutes and we were on our way as well. As soon as we pulled out of town, the hills were in front of us again. As yesterday, the ride along the ridge of the hills, the winding and twisting were tough on trying to get better gas mileage. We had about a 3 ½ hour drive ahead of us today and we were going to end up at La Bufadora, which is about 45 minutes south of Ensenada. Unfortunately for the gas mileage, we encountered heavy side winds that blew sand and dirt horizontally across the roads. All I could think of was “just how much dust can the air cleaner on the engine take?” The coach and the toad became a mess in just a few minutes and unfortunately is still that way now. A coach and car wash is going to have to wait until we get to Yuma, and I sure hope that I can do it then. After finding our campground just out side of Bufadora, we all jumped into Phil and Kathy’s car and drove out to see the “Blow Hole” in Bufadora. This Blow Hole is like the one that you see in Hawaii, with certain wave action, it pushes this large mass of water into this crevice and with that it blows a heavy spray up into the air…they say it will blow up to 75 feet, but today…maybe 15. Enough of the blow hole, we are off to Wal-Mart in Ensenada to do a little shopping.