San Quintin

Look at all those hoop houses

The road in to Fidel's

We camped practically on the beach. It sounded like the waves would come at us. The first night here it was so windy the motor home shook and the rain came down in buckets. Thought we were back home with the rain. In the morning it was windy, but the sun was out. Went to the grocery store, what a zoo. I saw people going up some wooden stairs and wondered what they were doing. A couple of days later went to a different store across the street from the first. Again, people were going up stairs and leaving their carts. I finally braved it and went up the stairs. This is where there were clothes, kitchen supplies, Christmas decorations and odd sundries. One lesson learned. Again, Dan and Lisa appeared with the caravan. We stayed a week and the owner Fidel gave some wonderful produce. The town has mass amounts of hoop houses. I believe they are growing tomatoes. We had a campfire two nights with the caravan. What a treat, Fidel supplied the wood.