paper into the waistbands of riding
pants. Even a certain innocent journalist wasn't spared , his unguarded
backpack be ing devilishly stuffed
with boulders and rusty car parts as
he diligently s hot photos. Needless to
say , everyone was soon as paranoid
as a bunch of mafia snitches, and the
situation eventually deteriorated
as protracted wars often do
into a free -for -all, with allies
turning against one anoth er. On the final day , To ny
awoke to find his perfect
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YZ426 (actua lly , he
was borrowing it fro m
Em ig ) cove re d in
Lou 's e xtra- large Su n s ta r stic ke rs .
(Above) After j u st a day or two in Mexico, your work-day worries begin to seem t riv ial , thanks i n part to
mornings like this one In San Quintin. What i s it about Mexico and sunken boats?
(Le ft) The group in h a l e s tacos and quesadillas during our day-two
lunch stop at Chuey's restaurant. All meals are
in c lu d e d In the tour p rice.
, THERACE
Near the e nd of da y
th ree , th e l fi-rider group
was intentio na lly split into
two , thanks to a few m inor
mechan ical repairs . On the
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