Again a strong headwind but less than yesterday. I now follow a rough and deserted coastline. The road is built into the dunes and cliffs and offers spectacular views across the Pacific. If there wouldn’t be the wind, it would be a wonderful ride. In the afternoon I pass a village and get chased by a pack of the dogs. There are coming more from the front and while I’m trying to escape, one of them runs into my front wheel. I land on my shoulder and side. It’s painful but I will survive and continued riding. The unbreakable Cazadora also survived without any damage. Not sure about the dog who run screaming away. Luckily a local chased the remaining dogs that were fiercely barking while I was on the ground.