Baja, Mexico – My experience on the Northern Baja Tour, in October!

When I sat down to write this blog I was going to write a detailed story about the trip. After five minutes, I was already bored and didn’t bother reading it myself, so I figured I would mix it up. Here are my Top 10 Baja trip moments:

Everyone has an idea about Mexico, from drug deals gone bad to drive-by shootings at your local taco stand. IT’S NOTHING LIKE THAT!!! The Baja area is awesome. The locals love dirt bikes and they love having people come down and visit their beautiful peninsula. They welcome you with open arms and make sure you have a good time.

Baja offers some of the most unique terrain in the world – from white sandy beaches to rocky hill climbs, and everything in between. One moment you are flying down the beach going 85 miles per hour and the next moment you are riding single trails through the pine forests of the Baja Peninsula.


Coyote Cals, Mama Espinoza’s, Mikes Sky Ranch, and Coco’s Corner are famous all around the world. After a long day on the bike nothing feels better than a cold Mexican Coke, while you check out the Baja motorcycle history found in the countless pictures, posters, and jerseys spread all over these great places.

I’ve been to many great beaches all over the world, but Baja has some of the most beautiful ones; the best thing is you can ride them without getting in trouble. If you have ever looked at a Caribbean postcard and wondered what it would feel like to tear up that beautiful white beach, wonder no more. Go to Baja and tear it up!


Being a younger rider, my biggest fear was going on a week-long Mexican trip with a bunch of guys more than twice my age. I didn’t feel like sitting at the dinner table talking about their high blood pressure and their retirement plans. Luckily it was nothing like that. After meeting everyone in San Diego the first day, we all got to know each other on the drive down to Mexico. After a long week on bikes, we all went our separate ways as friends; thanks to social media, we still get to laugh at each other’s pictures of getting stuck on the trail or the steep hill climbs.

The local cuisine has a lot to offer, from the infamous Mexican fish tacos to hot and spicy salsa – in my case, quesadillas three times a day. One thing is certain…. you will never sit on your bike hungry. Add some of the extra-sugary Mexican Coke and you have the dinner experience of a lifetime.


No matter where you stop you are guaranteed to run into someone that has just as much fun riding across Baja as yourself. Riding motorcycles is all about finding people that are as crazy as you, so you can share your passion with them. Baja and the fine cervezas make for some incredible campfire stories.

As I mentioned before, the locals love dirt bikes and they love seeing people letting them rip. High fiving all the kids along the beach and in the little villages was one of the best parts of my trip. I love riding bikes, and if it puts a smile on someone else’s face, even better!

For me, as a racer, it was awesome to ride a lot of the famous Baja 1000 sections. To ride the same terrain as motorcycle legends like Malcom Smith, Johnny Campell or the late Kurt Caselli was special to me and gave me a whole new perspective on how gnarly these guys are.

10. LET’S GO
Riding in Baja was an amazing time. I rode a lot of unknown terrain, yet there is so much more down there that I haven’t seen and so many more quesadillas to eat. Thank you, Baja, for being awesome!!! I will come back for more adventures, for more epic riding along the coast, more ice cold cervezas, for your beautiful señoritas and for endless good times.


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On a Harley through Argentina!

About my motorcycle tour in Argentina, in October 2014.

It was a great tour from Buenos Aires via Junin, San Luis, across the Andes to Valparaiso and then back via Mendoza, San Rafael and Realico. I covered a total of about 2125 miles.
In the middle of nowhere I experienced a mechanical breakdown. I was fortunate to spent the night at a police station, while I was waiting for the owner to arrive the next morning. He arrived at about 9:30 and within 10 minutes he replaced a small electronic part (which kept the motor from stalling while shifting in 1st gear). Beside of that everything worked well for the entire route. I was very happy with the motorcycle, a Harley Davidson Road King, as well as with the rental stations service. I think this bike was the best choice. Although I had to get used to the weight and the turning radius in the cities, it was the right bike because of its low height and weight, especially for the long distances (2 x 750 miles through the Pampas, with extreme side wind, etc.).

Another adventure: I was bit in the leg by a “wild” dog during riding. Lucky I was vaccinated for tetanus and rabies (this is highly recommended, because it happens quite often, that so called “wild” dogs attack everything that moves, like cars or motorcycles).

A recommendation for accommodation: I never pre-booked accommodation, because I never knew how far I will ride and when I actually will arrive. Therefore I searched the internet for hotels a day prior. That helped a lot to find the accommodation, using GPS, if needed. I’d say, in this not very touristy area you always will find a room, if you know where. There are not that many hotels.
It was a great trip especially because of Valparaiso and crossing the Andes and it was a great rental station and a great motorcycle (the bike was delivered to the hotel). I recommend this tour to anyone – riding a Harley!

All in all …… a great tour!


New Headtrainer at AdMo-Tours

Hi, my name is Daniel Sedlak I’m 25 years old and I’m originally from Germany. I ride and race bikes for 19 years now
and I am a professional racer and trainer for the last seven. As a professional racer I’ve traveled all around the world
competing in different events in Europe, Asia, the Middle East, Africa, the Caribbeans and Northern America.
Shortly after starting my professional racing career I got into training fellow riders, helping them to be better, safer,
faster riders. At first I didn’t really think much of it. Training others was a way for me to make a little bit of money
while I was living in Dubai, Canada or Europe. I was 18 years old and the only thing I thought about was racing.

After doing it for a couple of years I got more and more requests and a lot of returning riders that enjoyed riding
and training with me and I realized how much fun it was to see everyone improve and having a better time
riding their bikes. At that point I decided to take my career as a trainer more serious. I attended courses and became a
accredited motorcycle trainer in Australia and Europe. I’ve took my training classes world wide training young riders
in Africa, helping racers prepare for one of the most prestigious Offroad races in the world the Dakar Rallye in the
sand dunes of Dubai and helped racers achieve their goals and get the results that they’ve always wanted.


Riding and racing motorcycles has always been my passion. It is my ticket to travel the world and it has taken me
to some of the most amazing places. I was lucky enough to turn my love for motorcycles into my dream career
and now I’m happy to share what I’ve learned over the years with you. Seeing others achieve their goals of becoming
better riders and having a good time doing it is one of the best parts of what I do. It helps me fuel my passion for riding
and reminds me why I started riding bikes at the age of six and why I never stopped doing it. Today it’s my job to ride
and race a motorcycle around the world but the reason why I do it is still the same 19 years later.

I ride because I LOVE it.

So here is to the next 19 years on two wheels having a good old time.

I’m looking forward to riding and training with you at one of the AdMo Tours training days in California soon.



Daniel Sedlak

AdMo Trainings first hand! From Ron


Before I ever worked for AdMo…

Back then I was completely new to the dirt bike experience and I decided to hire AdMo-Tours to do a beginning training for my daughter’s 20th B-day.  It’s something she has wanted to try and learn for many years.  She was going off to college and I thought we should have a new adventure before she takes off.  I’m in my 40S and surprisingly my Dad who is in his 70’s decided to join us as well.  None of us had any experience in the dirt except for myself with a few jaunts when I was a teenager.  Dad rode a BMW and later a Ducati on the streets for many years of his long life.  I even had a few years of riding backwards as a kid on his BMW hanging on to a sissy bar as we rode around LA streets.  Otherwise the dirt was all new to us.

We first met at AdMo in Wrightwood and tried on all the safety gear which was reminiscent of jousting equipment from the movies we’ve seen, then our guide loaded it all up and we met him down in El Mirage.  As we sluffed on our gear I looked at this young guy our guide in the beginning and thought I saw a few pimples.  I also was wondering what in the heck was he putting out these cones for?  This will be pretty boring if we are just running around this short flat area in between orange plastic.  Come on I’ve been driving for years and ridden a street bike some, and never did I have to play with cones to get where I wanted to go.  I admit I had a couple of fantasies of just hoping on the bigger of the bikes lined up and just riding off into those awesome hills surrounding El Mirage dry lake bed or just tearing off to see if any of them could catch me across that huge dry flat area just begging for a wide open throttle.

Then this young man goes over the basics and is explaining safety and how the clutch works and brakes and I’m thinking this is all great for my daughter so we’ll just wait for this to be over with.   Dad seemed pretty stoic, and my daughter I couldn’t tell, but she seemed to be listening intently.  All right finally time to get on the bikes.  So, he sets my daughter on the smaller of the bikes and my Dad on the next size up then myself he lets get onto the largest.  Oops, it’s a little heavy, but not to seem too unmanly I grab that puppy as if to master him, lol. Of course that just swings the weight just a little too much to the other side and luckily I don’t think anyone notice my quick shift to catch it from falling in the dirt within the first few seconds of just touching it.  I look up and I notice the guides cheeks don’t actually have any pimples as he starts to ride around those little orange things I plan to squish with the tires.

Then it’s my daughters turn to do those silly figure eights around the cones with instructions to make the turns as tight as possible.  She doesn’t do too badly after all she is my kid.  Dad goes next and he’s not quite as close but he has a bigger bike and he is in his 70’s.  Then I get a chance and sure enough I find I’m wider on those turns than either except on the second cone where I get my wish and I just squish the thing not turning altogether.  What the heck?  Now, it’s just beginning to dawn on me I have never really done this before and the back wheel on the bike just feels like it never stops sliding in the dirt…   This is a different beast altogether.

Now, I look up and I find my strapping young guide actually has a little bit of hair on his face or stubble or something that a man would have.  Alright to make this dissertation short.  By the mid part of the day we get a lunch and when I look at my guide I gratefully see a beefy 50 year old with a thick beard sporting the testicles the size of a bull whom I hadn’t dared do anything else for the past 2 hours but gratefully follow as I white knuckled my poor motorcycle beast.

I finally realized I didn’t even have enough presence to see how my daughter or my father were getting along until we stopped for our lunch and water.  Thank you for the guide.  As we ate our sandwiches I’m sure he looked just like Gandalf with that long white wizard beard and those sagely eyes.  If I had just rented those bikes thinking I had half a clue as to what I was doing, I’m sure we would have given up or someone would have been hurt by now.

After lunch we jump on and start to really have fun.  As I begin to let my grip return to normal on the handle bars and our guide seems to be young again but not without the respect deserved I’m noticing all of us are smiling and having fun running up and down the little area I previously thought was flat and uninteresting.  Now it has potholes and hills and we are having a great time as our guide leads us out on the dirt roads and a little sand along the edge of the dry lake before we end our day.  And, yes, I found out later my daughter had an awesomely fun time for her birthday, and my Dad just loved taking on a new adventure more extreme then he has done in years and being with us.


I also had a great time and if I remember correctly only laid the bike down once stopping short on the top of a little hill, because I was nervous to go down the other side.   Too funny looking back at those times now.  Here I am at my desk at AdMo working on these awesome dual sport t! ours.

I work on the tours, but I seriously hope anyone who loves this sport as we do will consider being trained by some of the best. It makes all the difference for enjoying our world on two wheels with safety and confidence.

Keep the rubber side down,


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Explore The Alps – What a “cool” ride!

Imagine the Alps in full bloom on a beautiful spring day… That’s what it should have been. We started an Explore the Alps Tour not knowing what kind of weather to expect.

Our guests from Canada wanted to enjoy an unforgettable ride together with their wife’s, without lacking any comfort. So they brought the wife’s riding gear but also rented a Mercedes SLK for them to follow the bikes. The bikes are, one BMW R1200GS, one Ducati Multistrada 1200 and me on my favorite BMW F800R. The day before the tour start, temperatures dropped down to only 5°C / 40°F with heavy rain.

Our ride starts in Munich, cruising little back roads towards the Alps. The cold and damp morning was soon replaced by some sunshine and invited for Lunch at a Restaurant’s outdoor patio, overlooking Lake Walchensee. We are now in the foothills of Germany’s tallest mountains following the German Alpine Road, to King Ludwig II his little Versailles Palace (Schloss Linderhof). It was in the 1870’s when Ludwig tear down the hunting lodge and built himself a small palace inspired by French Sun-King Louis XIV. The most astonishing, I think, is the man-made Venus Grotto, perfectly integrated in the surrounding natural alpine landscape showing man-made stalactites and stalagmites. There is even a man-made lake inside the grotto, where Ludwig liked to be rowed in his golden swan-boat.

We are here for riding, right?

So we decided to add another fun section across the Namloser Tal to our ride. That’s an about 30 kilometer (19 mi) long, lower mountain pass crossing an elevation of 1360 meter (4462 ft) above sea level. A real fun ride with a couple of switchbacks and many turns. A first test of alpine riding skills🙂.

Next day we are in route to cover alpine roads throughout 4 countries. Bad weather of the last days has dropped the snow line to about 1200 meter (3937 ft) and one of my favorite crossings in western Austria, the Furkajoch Pass, is closed due to snow. So we bypass it via the 275 meter (902 ft) less high Faschinajoch Pass. At the top, at 1486 meter (4875 ft), it looks like we should have brought our skis.  Lucky, we had no ice on the roads. We are crossing from Austria into Liechtenstein with a short stop at the Vaduz Castle, the residence of Hans-Adam II reigning Prince of Liechtenstein. The narrowest road I know of, along a sheer cliff, takes us to a restaurant overlooking much of Liechtenstein and the Swiss Rhine Valley. Our next highlight will be the ride, across Schwaegalp, another low alpine pass with just about 1352 meter (4.436 ft) above sea level, in the foothills of Mt. Saentis, the highest mountain of northeastern Switzerland. That takes us to Appenzell. The canton of Appenzell is best known by its cheese but also by its institution of democratic assemblies held in the open air, in which every male and female citizen over twenty years of age must (under a financial penalty) appear personally.


After a stroll through the historical downtown, including some birthday and souvenir shopping we are on the road again. Or should I say on the twisty’s again… A narrow road, following the ridgebacks of Appenzell towards Lake Constance, proves the skills of our Mercedes team. Lisa and Wendy are managing quite well with some help of the sporty technology. Me, Mark and Barry almost never need to wait for them, while riding a comfortable pace on the bikes. Back in Germany a Raclette dinner is ready for us. It is presented by a local Cheese Farmer family in traditional style. 4 half disks of different tasting round raclette cheeses are heated at the cut and the molten cheese is scraped on a dinner plate. We eat it with potato, fresh baked bread, pickled gherkins and pickled onions. To help digesting we get served pear schnapps. Lucky for our guests we are at dinner with the Van while the bikes and Mercedes are parked at the Hotel.

Its day 3 of our ride and the weather forecast is showing 100% rain with temperatures around 5°C / 40°F. So we decide to take the Van instead of the bikes, to visit the nearby Kings Castle of Hohenschwangau and Neuschwanstein.  The Castle Neuschwanstein was the inspiration for Disneyland’s Cinderella Castle. Best for taking pictures are the vistas from the Marien Bridge; a hiking bridge crosses a large gorge, with steep cliffs on both sides. Underneath runs a water fall from the surrounding mountains and to the north of the bridge everyone is taking pictures of the beautiful Neuschwanstein Castle. To visit the castle, hike to the bridge and to have some lunch at a Bavarian Restaurant takes up all morning. In the afternoon we are riding our bikes across the Oberjoch pass taking us very close to the snow level at just 1178 meters (3,865 ft). On the other side of the pass the road begins to dry up and some real fun is waiting for us in route to Oberstdorf where we visit the Erdinger Arena. A Ski Jump Arena with 5 jumps and the highest ramp at 125 meters (410 ft). A kind of elevator rail takes us up to the panorama-platform. The weather clears up a bit, but forecast is bad and temperatures going to stay very low. So we use the opportunity to ride to the local Motorcycle Leather Manufactures of Held. Held has a leather glove museum and the largest motorcycle glove ever built on display. That thing is even listed in the Guinness Book of Records, as the largest glove. It measures 2.82 m (9 ft 3 in) tall and 93 cm (3 ft) wide. The glove is an outsized version of the TITAN motorcycle glove, article no 2910, and color no 14 black/white. The hand size of the glove is 56 (normal size 9). It took 128 hours to manufacture the glove…

We buy some full suit rain gear to be prepped for the road ahead.

What a day, not bad for a wintery May day, even some light sunshine for the last section of the ride. But now it is definitely over with spring.  The local Alphorn Music presentation has to give way to some of Bavaria’s strongest rains.

Day 4 was supposed to lead us from North to South across the Alps into Italy but it was obviously that this is not going to happen today. Most Alpine passes are covered in snow and after a short distance towards some of the fun motorcycle routes I had to make the safe call to turn back out of the Alps. Temperatures of around 1.5°C / 35°F kept our hardcore convertible driver team from opening the top and made them enjoying the cars heater system. Lucky our bikes have heated grips, together with the new rain gear we stayed relative comfy. As comfy you can imagine on a motorcycle, at hell rain near freezing…

As I look at the sky it seems to be slightly better towards the west, so let’s go west! We even find some short section of dry pavement while riding through the lush green hilly country side of pastoral idyll Southern Germany on our way to the Island of Lindau. Lindau surprises us with sunshine and many pedestrians strolling along the harbor. We are sitting in the garden Restaurant, watching sailors getting their Regatta ready for the Round-Lake-Constance Race. For a brief moment I even think about sunscreen lotion but that is not necessary because even Lindau get eventually disturbed by the rain.

For day 5 I need to go back to the drawing board. One reason is that our guests want to finish the tour in Innsbruck instead of Munich and the other reason is the heavy rain.  It is May. It should be spring time, in full bloom with farmer’s busy harvesting hay. Instead we struggle along the snowline…

A mountain top excursion as planned is no option today!

We start riding along lake Forggensee to the famous church “Wieskirche” by heavy downpour. The church, built in 1745–54, is a masterpiece of Bavarian rococo, miraculously preserved, located in the beautiful setting of an Alpine valley. After warming up our feet (thank goodness for the heated grips) we are carefully maneuvering over the slippery pavement of narrow back roads to the open air museum of Glentleiten. With about 60 buildings on display it provides a detailed insight into the everyday life of the people of Upper Bavaria; their construction and building culture and their working environment.

We spend almost 3 hours wandering around and looking back in history. But last not least we have to cross the mountains to Innsbruck. It seams like we all getting the hang of the conditions and riding in total different rain style up the extreme curvy Kesselbergstrasse towards the Austrian Border. For some brief moments the clouds open just enough rewarding us with vistas of the magnificent Alpine landscape and giant mountain slopes around the Olympic village of Seefeld.

We made it! Innsbruck we are home! We accomplished 1200 Kilometers of curvy alpine roads in 5 days of riding. Not bad considered the amount of rain we endured. A German news agency said the water levels were the highest, recorded since 1501 in Passau, just east of Munich. Making the best out of those conditions was only possible due to the great location of our base hotel in Nesselwang and our local knowledge we build the Explore the Alps Tour on.

Thank you very much and hats off to our good spirited customers!

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LA2Vegas – From Los Angeles to Las Vegas

What do you think is the best way to get to Las Vegas? Right, riding the dirt on a dirt bike!

Lately it’s rather seldom that I get to guide a tour across the Mojave Desert. May 1th tour was a special tour because it ended right in time for the Las Vegas Endurocross followed by the 2013 Supercross finals.

11 riders joined us to explore the most exciting route to Vegas.  Us, means: John our mechanic and chase van driver, Russell and Justin our sweep guides, and me, Uwe Diemer as lead tour guide. The group consisted of a great bunch of guys with a fantastic spirit for adventure and some good riding background. One rider, an accomplished street bike rider, managed quite well with hardly any off road experience. There was a father and son team, some individuals, some business friends, etc. We celebrated a rider’s birthday during the tour and much more.

Ahead of us 450 Miles of unforgiving terrain! The tools for the job: KTM EXC 450 and Suzuki DRZ 400.
When I founded AdMo-Tours I scouted the routes we riding today. Fantastic routes you would hardly imagine to find in Southern California. Over the years we needed to make minor adjustments due to permit requirements with land management. But all in all it is the same layout I created about 15 years ago.  You could say I know every rock and grain of sand along the way. Nerveless I’m still getting carried away by the scenery while riding the canyons and mountain ridges.

It is 9am on Wednesday May first, the engines start to rumble and roar at our AdMo headquarter in  Wrightwood, California. One last briefing to inform the riders about the today’s routine and off we go! The Adventure begins by zigzagging through trails along the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains just north east of Los Angeles. Within a short time we are trough the last suburban areas crossing the open desert. Almost Dakar style riding takes us along Joshua trees and Creosote brushes face to face with jumbo jets at a commercial aircraft scrap yard, yep….jumbo jets in the middle of the desert. Believe me, this is a really cool place.

After lunch we riding some remote single trails and amazing canyons to get to the sacred desert riders site of Husky Memorial. This is where in 1987 family and friends of Jim Erickson cemented his 390 Husqvarna into the ground and scattered his ashes to the four winds and blue skies of the desert.

Continuing our awesome riding on well over 100 miles of trails that lead up and down hills and swept through sand washes and across dry lake beds got us to former factory Kawasaki motocrosser Goat Breker. He is now the owner of Goats Sky Ranch. I have stayed at that place since many years, long before Goat bought it; man has it changed! It is now a dirt biker hub. Goat is a fantastic host providing a superb meal each time we there. You never leave Goats Sky Ranch hungry!

Day 2 has always been my favorite, crossing the Panamint Range at 4300 feet elevation to drop into Death Valley ending up 200 feet below sea level. Combine this awesome landscape with some open riding (no trails at all) through a designated OHV area and some historical sites (like a 1967 X-15 crash site or the infamous Barker Ranch) or terrain features like the Trona Pinnacles (to name a few). In other words we combine best available dirt bike riding with the areas history and most spectacular landscapes. The Riders did great. A phenomenal day is ending with a very scenic loop through the colored landscapes of Death Valley National Park. We are ending the day with cold beer and lots of moto talks.

The final day leads us from Death Valley to Sin City, from below sea level across a set of 500 feet tall dunes into the pine forest and along red rock canyon before riding the bikes down Las Vegas Strip right into the middle of the glider and action of Las Vegas. The adventure leads us into Echo Canyon and to the remaining of Inyo Mine. Some towers and building are still standing from the 1907.

That ride across the Funeral Mountain range follows in some way the route of the 49s. Unbelievable,  how one would have been able to traverse that rough terrain some 160 years ago. It’s a challenge for us on a dirt bike including one rock-step-up where some of our riders helped each other to get the bikes through safely. To the other side of the mountains we reach an area of about 5 square miles with 300 to 500 feet tall dunes. Interesting to see this pile of sand right in the middle of the valley. The highlight is to ride the dunes. As usually I take the riders to an elevated section overlooking some easy dune terrain. I tell them all about how to read and ride the dunes, the danger of the shire drops on one side of the dunes, etc. Unfortunately one rider crashed hard. We needed to call help for him (the cell phone worked otherwise we would have used our satellite phone). That was the end of the ride for our customer John. He was air-lifted to the hospital in Las Vegas to treat his broken rips. Get well soon, John!

At the first Casino Hotel of Nevada State Line we finely get some lunch, burger for everyone to get it done fast. We have to cover lots of miles on that final day so we needed to do some dirt road riding to make up some time. It was a welcoming change after all riding that desert to get challenged by some washed-out trails through pine forest just west of Las Vegas. After so much riding it seems almost welcome to be forced onto pavement for the last 30 or so miles. It allows enjoying the evening scenery along Red Rock Canyon before making our way to the Strip.

We are ending right in time before the evening shows starting. What an accomplishment, the accumulated mileage is almost 7000 miles on dirt! Everyone’s grin on the face lets me tell they all enjoyed the tour at least as much as me.

See pics on Flickr.

AdMo Tour Guide Training

The day began in Wrightwood, as we headed to El Mirage dry lakebed.

The El Mirage off-road area is a 24,000 acre open OHV area, offering moderate to hard riding terrain. Just perfect for our off-road riding. The dry lakebed itself has a smooth, dry, loamy soil surface…. ideal for dirt bike training. As we were driving on the dry lakebed, it looked like there was water in the distance, but it was a desert illusion – the heat allows the air to reflect a mirage. The sky is a clear blue and there is a light breeze blowing, and the heat is bearable. A lot of water is consumed when we ride in the desert.

More than 20 motorcycles are lined up and waiting to glide across the sandy ground. In the pleasant shade of the EZ-up, the 12 tour guides drill theory: how to welcome clients, staging, emergency plan, etc. To make sure the lessons are not dryer than the climate🙂, riding drills are conducted in between: seating position, clutch operation for beginners, assessing clients’ riding level, etc.

We grill burgers for lunch, and a home-made potato salad is served. Yummy!

The afternoon is exclusively for teaching riding practice only. With complete equipment (Camelback and Fanny pack) the tour guides learn to teach proper breaking and figure eights. Afterwards we go on a 1.5 hour ride into the nearby hills to practice leading a tour.


We never stop learning … in spite of years of experience (sometimes decades) there is still always new information.

We pack up and leave El Mirage for the day.

A wonderful day with lots of fun comes to an end, as we drive into the sunset.