Todicus and Quinn, dominating.

A huge white cone island, colors inverted.

Night Quinn, lap-t'n it in the desert.

These cactuses are perfect, like those found in Roadrunner and Speedy Gonzales cartoons.

Yet another busted car, long busted.

Deseccation.

Some sweet cracks in a dried lagoon.

A crazy squiggle rock we found on the way to Canon Tajo.

Strange fissures, inverted.

We acquired new plates!

Palm thatch in a new light.

This is a palpa, and is fantastic at blocking the sun, all day.

This is our camp about 5 miles south of Puertocitos. Someone had poured a small concrete pad on that hill - perfect.

Quinn checking for Osama.

Quinn having a nap in the sun.

Some cracks in a salt flat near Guerro Negro.

Myself and a big red cone mountain.

Bike shadows.

Cactus and appendage (verga).

A pool of light in the Eiffle-designed church in Santa Rosalia.

A palmsicle.

Palm explosion.

A fishing shack near San Lucas (del norte).

Is it upside-down?

This cactus required stitches.

A dramatic campsite, on an old boat launching ramp.

A cycloptic cactus.

A sun comet sunrise (actually three pictures taken in 3 minute intervals, merged together.

Quinn and I biking in what appeared to be an aircraft hanger by the sea.

Sunset over a lagoon at Punta Chivato.

Quinn in a chair with the sunrise.

Thatch.

Cuco and Pilar.

A butte between La Purisma and Loreto.

Pilar's jewels.

Cuco's advertising poster.

Cuco's toad oven.

Jim Dandy with errant spark.

A stream in the Gigantes.

Killer Cain.

The view through Killer's bead curtain.

North of Mulege.

Punta Sonbrero panorama (Mulege).

Guadalupe panorama.