Has there been a thread here about Road Angels - those people who go way above and beyond to help us out when we are touring? I've got a ton of stories about Road Angels, but this one is my favorite:
We were pedaling south in Baja through an especially remote and mountainous region and, as my legs pumped, I pondered our relatively short supply of water. It was approximately 70 miles to the nearest town; 70 miles of difficult terrain and high heat. 70 miles of needing an awful lot of water and, I feared, our meager water supplies were no match for the job.
Balo and Ole flagged us over and plied us with bottles of Gatorade, which we very happily accepted.
“We first saw you back in Ensenada,” Ole told us. “We could tell from your bikes that you were going a long way. So this morning, before we left town, we bought a case of Gatorade for you.”
Our mouths gaped open in astonishment.
“I know the Gatorade is too heavy to carry, so this is what we're going to do: every 15 or 20 kilometers we will build a rock cairn like this.” He built up a pile of rocks on the side of the road. “Then we'll go back in from there and hide four bottles of Gatorade under a bush or behind a rock.”
By now our jaws were hanging down around our belly buttons.
“OK?” he asked. “Every 15 or 20 kilometers you'll find a rock cairn. Near there will be four Gatorades.”
We nodded our heads, unable to speak.
Balo walked over to a cooler and brought out a Ziploc baggie with a big foil-wrapped something and a bunch of napkins inside. “The Gatorade we can hide on the road for you. But these tamales we can't. You will have to eat these soon.”
I picked my jaw up off the ground and gratefully accepted the bag of tamales.
A mile or so later we found a small patch of shade, sat down to eat our tamales, and I knew I had arrived. Nirvana... utopia... heaven... whatever you want to call it... I was there. That had to rate right up there as the all-time best lunch consumed on the side of the road!