The Church in San Ignacio.
Dates gathered from around the campground I was staying in drying in the sun.
Desert camp in between Guerrero Negro and Vizcaino. Heavy dew made camping in the desert a messy affair. Rust, mud, fog and a wet tent all have to be negotiated before setting out for the day. My bike has seen better days, thinking the desert would be dry I bought dry wax as lube. I have to put it on every night or I wake up to a fluorescent orange drive-train.