Monday , 9 Jan, Potrero to San Quitin

Such a weird day today.  When we went to bed last night it was with the impression that we would "maybe" receive permission from Vagabundos headquarters to leave around 10:00.  I woke up at 7 to people talking.  I got up and took Bella out and saw a couple people hooking up.  I asked if they were leaving and they said no, they just needed to go dump. Their friends, Dave and Joey had already dumped.  I went back in and told Rob, and so he decided we'd better start getting on the ready.  I needed a shower, so I jumped on that. Rob started mish meshing duties. He did some inside and some outside and I totally got messed up.
We all dumped and started lining up, but we were not all on the same page.  
We got all lined up in order and left the park at 9:40.  We went through the border at 10;00.  That was all mish-mashed as well. We were #3.  The border guys asked us to open the rig, so I did, he claimed in and obviously couldn't see anything because all the slides are pulled in, so he said ok.  He didn't look at our pass ports or anything. Some of the rigs had to show their registrations and everything else.  It took up an hour to go 20 miles which included crossing the border.
But, we were underway and that was the cool thing. We were in Mexico and we had all been waiting for this adventure.  We were 10 RVs in a Caravan.  We had a wagon Master and 9 RVs with CB radios and # 9 was our tail gunner.

It turned out to be the most unorganized, frustrating, un briefed convoy Rob and I had ever been a part of. We were totally spread out with no idea of our final destination and  barely contact with the rig in front of us or the one behind us and definitely no contact with our wagon master for most of the day.
The saving grace was that it was pretty interesting country.  We went  through the Guadalupe Valley which is a major grape growing area. One of my favorite Which Creek wines uses the grapes come from the Guadalupe Valley of Mexico. It was lovely, and this time of year the hills are green.

We did pull over several times so we could all get back together.

The road was mostly good, but there were sever stretches where the road is being re-built and on those stretches we were on dirt or gravel with big ruts and pot holes.

As were reaching San Quitin we really started to panic.  We were sooooo spread out.  We couldn't reach or leader on the CB and we couldn't reach our trail.  We were spread out into maybe groups of three and had no idea where we were going.

I finally called our leader on the phone and he said he was going to pull over and let everyone catch up before we got to the RV park.  He did. The reward was this beautiful sunset.

Unfortunately, we arrived at Don Eddie's Landing in the dark.  Parking all 10 rigs into the tight little spots with little pillars at the entrance of each was quite a challenge as well.  But, as great little troopers we all made it.

Our rig was a nightmare inside.  Every door we opened had things falling out.  The over head cabinets had opened and dumped some of their contents.  The worst was the lower rear cabinet.  The doors open and stuff came out and we could't close the doors so we couldn't put the slide out.  We ended up having to lay across the cabinet and reach down with tongs to pull stuff out one at a time.  But, we made it. 

Once we all got settled we all went to the cantina for beers, margaritas and food. It turned into a fun evening.