July 7: Friday - Topolobampo to Guaymas

Quite a night on board -- too hot outside, too cold inside where the air conditioning was⁴⁹. What a night of not much sleep. Very nice quiet voyage across the approximately 200 miles⁵⁰. The Beast is the first off the Salvatierra at 7:00 AM. We headed north out of Topolobampo. Gene ran out of gas! Todd is with Myra. My lips are terribly sore from the sunburn I got south of La Paz. We arrive at Guaymas about 5:00 PM after wasting nearly two hours being lost. Cleaned up, got ice, ate out and to bed. Everybody grouchy and tired. Camp 17⁵¹.

July 8: Saturday - Home

Camp 17, 7:40 AM. We and Myra get up and leave first. Curtis rides with Myra. Gas at Hermosillo. We had stayed at San Carlos Bay, where the ants and mosquitoes abounded. The worst night out the whole trip. California Poppies all along the highway. We made good time, even though we were having trouble with the gas line. Carl tried to fix it once. We got to the border about 3:00 PM and they really looked us over. Myra just went right on through. Carl got the gas line fixed on the U.S. side of the border. It was good to get back in the U.S.A. and Arizona. We ate hamburgers and ice cream at Tucson and called Dad. Arrived home in Phoenix at 10:00 PM after seeing Myra home and picking up Curtis. Spouse and Larry and Genes stay over just south of Tucson on a mountain⁵² and arrive home Sunday about noon.

 
June 17 - July 8, 1972
Elva Fox

⁴⁹The refrigeration is used primarily to reduce humidity rather than temperature; cooling in the balmy ocean air is allowed to reach the low sixties.

⁵⁰The party arises, cranky after a fitful night, to the view of Topolobampo approaching in the dawn of a magnificent morning. Topolobampo is a sleepy and beautiful Mediterranean-like port city built into a low mountainside.

⁵¹San Carlos Bay, in a public KOA type campground with equal numbers of Mexican and Nortamericano visitors. Our travelers are definitely back in civilization.

⁵²Gluttons for punishment, they stayed near Calabasas, Arizona in the Atascosa/Pajarito Mountains -- Camp 18, some eight miles north of the US-Mexican border. At an altitude of approx. 4000 feet, weather was just about perfect, and the experience afforded an excellent encounter with the gentle Tarantula spiders of the area.
 

 
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