Today is the day for the push home. A little rain in the dark caused me to put on all my gear, but the rain is short lived and the last that I’ll see on the way home. Florida makes me smile even though there are still 450 miles to go.

What are the odds of finding 3 people who can coexist for 2 weeks the way we did? I’m lucky to know these guys and honored to call them my friends. Mechanical problems were minor. I wish we had another week for the trip, but after 3 weeks I’d be wishing for 4.

Usually I’m glad to be home from Mexico. This time Mexico got under my skin and I regret leaving and would go back in a heartbeat. After 5 or 6 trips south of the border I’m not getting tired of the country or the people. If I were to make two changes, I would go at a cooler time of the year and I would get the border crossing right for the first time. Finding the paperwork and getting this done at home is becoming a huge albatross around my neck.