We finally got moving off of El Requesón, but not before we were visited by the tchotchke truck. When in season, there are lots of these guys that drive around and provide servies to campers. Some are useful: the fish guy, the bread guy, the water guy, the fruit guy. We just got the tourist junk guy.
Somehow, Bode ended up with a fruit hammock for the bus and a woven Baja hoodie, (a.k.a. drug rug).
There are plenty more beaches along this bay and you can camp on just about any them. I’m amazed that these aren’t all packed with resort hotels, but that’s fine with me.