“I am solidifying two back to back Baja trips in the first part of 2017 and I have some extra equipment that will either be sitting on a trailer or can be ridden down to Cabo San Lucas.”
His question to us – did we want to save them the hassle of trailering the bikes down and ride them down ourselves? You can probably guess what our answer was.
This story actually starts four years ago. If you want the context, click the arrow below:
The mission was simple – MotoQuest needed to get two BMW R1200GS’ from Los Angeles to Cabo to ensure they had enough bikes for a guided tour coming back the other way. All Spurgeon and I had to do was get to the bottom of Baja within a week while having as much fun as possible! No problem, right?
Now, there are a few companies that do guided tours into Baja (here’s a story from Matt Neundorf about joining an EagleRider tour, for example) but from what I’ve been able to determine, MotoQuest is the only large motorcycle rental company that allows you to rent a bike and take it down to Baja by yourself without being part of a guided tour. I’m not a huge fan of group rides, so if you’re like me, this is a huge plus for MotoQuest. Are you aware of any other companies that let you do the same thing? Please let me know in the comments below..
Saturday, February 4, 2017 – Los Angeles, California to Ensenada, Baja California North. ~250 miles
Unfortunately, that didn’t save us any time because the next morning it was clear that the clutch on his bike was slipping. So we had to delay the commencement of our trip until the MotoQuest office opened up. We got there 15 minutes after scheduled opening time to find everyone busy prepping motorcycles: 6-8 riders were on site and about to depart for Death Valley, while another 10+ bikes were getting final prep before they went down to Baja as part of a guided tour leaving the next day.
Once the staff confirmed the problem with Spurgeon’s bike, they quickly got him sorted with a different motorcycle. I used the time to pop on over to Long Beach BMW Motorcycles next door to see if a friend was around, and then explored the used inventory. That day, I learned that BMW offered a F800GT-P police bike:
MotoQuest had Spurgeon’s next bike lined up pretty quickly, but arranging for Mexican insurance took a bit longer. I had no problem waiting for this, because getting Mexican vehicle insurance is critical. If you’re involved in an accident south of the border, there is a good chance that the authorities will detain you until they determine fault. If you’re at fault, they won’t release you until you prove you can cover the costs of the incident. So unless you plan on riding through Mexico with thousands of dollars of cash on you, get insurance.
One of the nice things about renting from MotoQuest is that they take care of Mexican insurance for you, though it’s not difficult to do it yourself. I’ve had easy transactions with Baja Bound for personal trips but I can’t actually speak to how well it works when things go wrong yet because I’ve thankfully never had to test it before. There are plenty of competitors to Baja Bound that are also highly reviewed. Here, Adam takes care of Spurgeon’s paperwork while I laugh at how young Spurg looks.
All said and done, we spent about an hour waiting for Spurgeon to get a new ride. Then it was time for my least favorite part of a Baja ride – the three hours of slab to the border. Along the way, we made a couple of stops to grab some last minute necessities.
Years ago, Bui (you may remember him from the Alaska trip) got me an Adventure Designs tire pump kit as a gift. It’s been very good to me and I assumed it would work just fine for the next 7 days in Baja. However, BMW’s CAN bus system in bikes newer than my R1150GS freak out when you try to draw more than 5 amps – so each time I tried to test the tire pump with these new bikes, the pump would work for an instant and then shut off. Brilliant. The solution to this in a short term situation would have been to wire a lead directly to the battery. Spurgeon and I decided to just pick up some C02 canisters at Vey’s Powersports instead.
At the border, I went to exchange some USD to Pesos as Spurgeon took a few photos:
We crossed the border at Tecate just after 1pm, hoping to test out the dual-sport nature of our GSes and try out something called the Compadre Trail. I’ve done Baja a few times before but always on street bikes. This time around I was ecstatic to get some dirt in. My enthusiasm was short-lived, however, because we could find the visa office in Tecate. If you’re staying in Baja for a few days and going south of Ensenada, you need a tourist visa. We wasted a lot of time asking around but the best answer we could get was that the office was closed for the weekend and wouldn’t even open until Tuesday because Monday was the Mexican holiday of Constitution Day. This really threw me for a loop, as Spurgeon and I wanted to tackle the Compadre Trail but that wouldn’t be possible if we had to head to another visa office in a different city. While I occasionally subscribe to the belief that you only get in trouble if you get caught, we decided that the smart play would be to cut our losses on Day 1, get the visas in Ensenada, and prepare to enjoy the rest of the trip. Hopefully that office would be open…
Thankfully, I knew where the office was in Ensenada so we hopped on our bikes and finally got a taste of Mexican pavement. As long as you’re on a major highway like the 1 or the 3, the road conditions in Baja are great. The speed limits, however, are not. Just under 70 miles of road separate Tecate from Ensenada, yet Google Maps will tell you that it takes about an hour and 40 minutes to make the trip. We needed to make sure we got to the office in Ensenada before it closed at 5pm, so I’ll just say that we covered the distance a fair bit quicker than Google’s estimate.
I led Spurgeon to the office, feeling good that we’d be able to get the last legal requirement out of the way. But for the second time in as many hours, my enthusiasm was short-lived! The door was locked and the building was dark, even though the signage on the front door implied it should be open. I was furious with myself. Thanks to a recent hernia surgery and a trip to Vegas the weekend before for the Mecum Auction, I hadn’t lived up to my usual standard of planning for this trip. I thought I could get away with it because I had already done most of this ride before, yet that didn’t seem to be the case as I stood there confused in front of a locked door, thinking that I had let down my buddy in his first day in Mexico. We considered our options for a few minutes when the door magically opened and a lady came outside.
Turns out she was the only employee and she was in the bathroom, so she had locked the door temporarily. Hallelujah. She was an absolute sweetheart who got our paperwork taken care of while trying to deal with my broken Spanish. Hoping for an answer to our troubles at the border, I asked her where the visa office was in Tecate so I’d know for the next time. She stunned me by saying she didn’t know herself, because she had never been there. I was already feeling lucky that after hours of frustration we were finally able to get our visas taken care of but her answer changed my whole perspective on the day. She looked to be a few years older than me (I’d guess late 30s), but she had never been to a city that Spurgeon and I just came from about an hour ago! It made me feel extra fortunate that we were able to take take some time off to explore another country.
Normally when I head into Baja on the west coast, I try to spend my first night at Casa Mediodia Bed and Breakfast. Vy and I discovered it years ago and we’re in love with the place. Unfortunately, this weekend the proprietors (a couple from Arizona) were back up in the US, so Spurgeon and I cruised down the main drag to find a motel.
Our first choice for a motel won because it had secure parking and a bar on property. But when I talked to the front desk, I felt like he was lying to us about only having two singles left in an attempt to get more money out of Spurge and I. So we went to Motel Coronado, which was cheap (about $50 for a double), had safe parking, and was close enough to walk to good restaurants and bars. Spurgeon quickly learned that even though Mexican motels often say they have wifi, you can’t count on it to be productive. Still, it was sufficient for us to catch up on some emails and share the start of our trip on social media.
The off-road riding community is huge here, and you’ll often see collages of stickers at bars and restaurants. I thought about throwing a Bike-urious sticker up here but I decided I’d save it for a more notable landmark.
Over dinner, Spurgeon and used a combination of his maps and my laptop to figure out a route for tomorrow. Finally, we’d get to explore some dirt – and check off a bucket list item for SoCal dirt bikers: visiting Mike’s Sky Ranch.
Cover photo by Spurgeon Dunbar.
Helmet: Arai Signet-X, Place Red – $679.95
Communication: Sena 10C – $349
Suit: Aerostich R-3, $1,197. Custom order in black with forward lean and forward rotated sleeves
Gloves: Alpinestars Oscar Robinson Leather, Brown – $89.95
Boots: Aerostich Combat Touring Boots – $387