Wednesday
This morning, Phil, Kathy, Louise and I drove into Mulege for the afternoon. Mulege is a town that “if” you find a parking place, you spend the day walking to see the rest of the town. Not too much has changed in Mulege over the last 50 years or more, except since the last time we were here 5 years ago they have added a bank and 2 Pemex gas stations. Now this may not sound like much of a change, but believe me, it is… After our initial walk around the town (which took us a total of 20 minutes), we went looking for a good place to eat. One of the “semi-locals” to us about Don’s Place, “this is the best the town has to offer, and it’s quite reasonable”… Don’s Place was easy to find, so we went up the stairs, looked the place over, and decided to order. The only thing wrong with Don’s Place, was the serving size. First there was the soup, then the entrée for lunch. They were all so big that all of came to the same conclusion…If we ever come back, we will only order one entrée for the two of us…it was really good and it was REALLY BIG !!!! Phil wanted to spend some time at the internet café, so the rest of us walked off a little bit of our lunch. When Phil finished, we walked up the hill to the museum. This building that now houses the museum, sits high on the hill over looking the valley and the town below. It is a large white building that reminded Louise and I of one of the many fortresses that we saw all across Europe. High thick walls with a tower located at all four corners. Once in side, it was evident that this was used as a prison in the middle 1800’s to the middle 1900’s. It has a picture of this young 13 year old boy that was being killed by a firing squad for stealing some fruit…this was a bad place !!! Next it was back down the hill and off to see this very old mission. This mission was one of the oldest in the Baja (prox mid 1700’s). Again, it had those massively thick adobe walls, small windows, and huge doors. Then it was back to the car and off to find this “Bell Rock” that Louise had been reading about. Fortunately it wasn’t too far from where we were camped. The biggest problem was to find this stone in the middle of a stone filled mountain. We were also told of some carvings that had been done on some of the stones by the early “Indians”. Luck was on our side as we no sooner had arrived at what was described as the right spot, and we spotted some art work that had been etched on the rock. Then just by chance, Louise struck a large rock with a small stone and the damn rock came back with a sound like a large bell…it was amazing to say the least. Well, it’s been another full day. The wind blew real hard last night, and again blew sand all over the place. This morning it was still windy, but not too much to write home about. Now on the other hand, the wind is hollowing again. In the morning we will be out of here, a little disappointed that we couldn’t get into the water with the kayak more, but even with one day out there, it was wonderful. Tomorrow…