After the long but thankfully uneventful trip south through the farm lands of central California, with rolling hills and cattle feed lots, permeating the air with a magnitude of fertilizer scent,  Dan and I crossed the border Thursday and only arrived in the Homeland of San Felipe late Thursday.    I haven’t had any chance at all to compose an honest to goodness article, so I’m sending my apologies to one and all.  However, I can report the windy City of San Felipe and area  are experiencing gusty winds, with blue skies that remain lovely just the same, and we have begun to get into the R & R this side of the Baja peninsula is known for.  Had a really jamming time at Rumors Thursday night, enjoying the very danceable music of the 2 a.m. Band–and as a social dancer myself, I’m glad to report there were a sizable number of dancers out on the floor enjoying the music and grooven.  Unfortunately, I remain sidelined with this bum leg of mine, the pulled ligament continuing to limit me.  So no dancing any time soon for the Belle here.  But Dan and I still thoroughly enjoyed the evening and unknown to us at the time, we were sitting next to author, musician and fellow scribe Sam Grubb and his vivacious and lovely wife Diane!  We got together again (this time a planned ‘date’) on Friday night at La Vaquita restaurant, where the Baja Boys continued the fun times and great music.  Sam actually joined the band sharing a few of this unique completely self-written songs, and we also enjoyed the licks provided by guest musicians Susan Douglas on bass and Joe Danino on guitar, who also joined the Boys for some more Good Times Roll’n.   Photos, if they come out, hopefully will follow in an upcoming segment.

Way too short a trip this time in our Little City by the Sea, but we’re going to make the most of it while here, believe me!

More next time!