The next jaunt down Highway 1 is a short one – only a 90 minute bus ride to Loreto.  My Moon Guide describes Loreto as “sleepy” and “relatively undiscovered.”   I would describe it as “mediocre.”  Yes, it was beautiful, clean, new, nicely developed, but it also felt a bit “sanitized.”  Somewhat “midwestern” in that it lacked the grittiness of Ensenada, the charm of Mulegé, or the glimmering white beaches of the Bahia.   Maybe it was because it reminded me of a “convention town.”  There were two organized gatherings taking place while I was there;  Baja Bush Pilots, and the Harley Davidson club, complete with booze, buffet tables, and big bands. Continue reading →