La Bufadora is one of the largest marine geysers in the world, and is caused by the breaking of waves against a cave that is at the bottom of a cliff, reaching a height of up to 65 feet! I nearly turned around and went back before even looking at it, as the sheer sight of all the tourists and the related tat stalls that accompany them was enough to turn me off and have me running for the hills!
But I decided that while I was there I may as well see it, and while horrifically touristy and commercialised, it proved to be an amusing visit nonetheless. I on the other hand decided to ride down it, which was rather entertaining. People offered samples of churros and other nibbles, so I happily indulged in some drive-by snacking, while waving and chatting to the people that called out to me as I rode past their various stalls. I heard it before I saw it, as the most incredible thunderous sound came from the bottom of the cliff, before a huge spout of water shot up high in to the air, quickly coming down and soaking all the bystanders who laughed and screamed in equal measure.
It was rather entertaining, but the most amusing thing for me was the Mexican guy behind me, who insisted on playing his guitar through a cranked up amplifier, essentially drowning out the incredible natural sound that was being played before us.
Happy to leave the chaos and crowds behind, I enjoyed the ride back to the main road, and continued my journey south to San Quintin. It was sunny and just the right temperature, and the road took me winding through the mountains, past some beautiful scenery. I normally just ride until the fuel runs out, as I carry two extra gallons in my front basket, but worried that it would happen on a stretch of road that had no shoulder, I decided to pull in to a lay-by.
It was while filling up that I got intercepted, and a very welcome interception at that! A couple in a truck with a motorcycle and quad bike in the back beeped as they drove past, then turned around and came back to check that I was OK.
