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Here are some photos to give you ideas for outfitting your rig. If you have technical questions about any of our products, you can e-mail us at help@trailerware.com, or call us at 949-201-9186.  Trailer Tales    Baja Bound... Something happens to people when they cross the border into Baja. Whether they cross at Tijuana, Mexicali or Tecate, a strange transformation takes place. Once you receive your "Get Out of Jail Free Card ( Mexican Auto Insurance)," a new outlook on life emerges. You are on a mission. Whether you are shopping for turquoise jewelry for a special someone, hell bent on consuming massive amounts of beer and lobster in Puerto Nuevo, or racing your vehicle in the Baja 1000, your perspective changes. You are focused on fun. One of the manifestations of this fundamental change in perspective is evident in the vehicles you see streaming southward through the border crossing gates. Motor homes hauling double decker boat and jet ski trailers, off-road racing teams with full blown tractor trailer rigs, 1960's era trucks hauling open flatbed trailers with everything from surfboards to 1970's Honda ATC's. Trailers full of the newest off-road ATV's and motorcycles. Everyone has a plan and the toys to make it happen. Although I've done the spaghetti bowl loop through Tijuana many, many times, I still manage to find myself threading my way around Tijuana's curio shops, churro carts and vendors of questionable repute as I try to get back to the road next to the swiss cheese border fence. Remember one rule to safely navigate this passage: Stay in the Middle Lane. The second rule cannot be put into print, but I can tell you a story of how to handle a situation. Before we were married, I got the chance to take my lovely wife to participate in a SCORE International off-road race in Baja. With my trusty and expensively prepped race car and several hundred pounds of spare tires and parts loaded on my decrepit old flatbed car hauler, we were ready to race. Once I had found my way back to the border fence, it was time to make time up the hill. Big mistake. A flashback begins. It is 1983 and I am a San Diego State college student with a different young lady, never married her. Same scenario. Flashing red lights and a smiling, well-fed Mexican patrol officer stops us to give an update on the speed of my vehicle.  Having been in this situation before, I politely decline the offer to follow him to the station to settle up this little misunderstanding of the local traffic laws. Instead, I offer to pay the fine in cash right there with a single $50 bill that I just happen to have conveniently located in my otherwise empty wallet. My wife is clearly horrified to see me offering what some would call a bribe to a local constable. The local official and I clearly see it a different way. With a broad grin, he accepts the responsibility of taking my hard earned cash to the local magistrate, and wishes me a good day.  We are on our way to San Felipe! The adventure continues in the next edition of Trailer Tale...stay tuned for more! Got a Trailer Tale to tell? Email us your story at: help@trailerware.com and send pictures, too!