A beach south of El Conejo // This may be one of the most desolate beaches we’ve camped on so far this year. Aside from some faded tire tracks and the occasional piece of trash, there’s no sign of another person for as far as the eye can see. The solid overcast weather from sun up to sun down added to the lifeless feeling here. Though many tiny sand crabs and their hermit...
A beach south of El Conejo // After an entire week spent resting and working in a cozy casita in Los Barriles, we’re eager and excited to get back on the road this morning. We’ve spent five weeks in this southernmost region of Baja and today we’re ready to begin our slow-paced journey back north. After restocking groceries in La Paz, we made our way to a remote beach a few hours...
A casita in Los Barilles // As the third night in this comfortable little casita approached we had a decision to make, stay a fourth night or leave in the morning. Our kind hosts were flexible and no formal reservation of any kind had been made. It was then that Mark told me if we stayed 6 nights the 7th night was free. I hardly pondered the idea when he said “I think we should do it”...
A casita in Los Barriles // All I want upon waking is to be outside. I make a cup of tea and sit on the rooftop deck of our rental and listen to the roosters crow. After taking the time to watch the sun rise, I return indoors and we open every single blind and window helping us feel less constricted by the thick walls separating us from the outside world. Our back to back...
The East Cape -> Los Barriles // These last few days we’ve been camped at a surfing hot spot, but you never would have known it until this morning. Not long after sunrise the beach becomes lined with vehicles and the water filled with surfers. Folks set up and sit beneath their beach umbrellas, dogs play in the sand, and per usual, whales breach in the background. It feels...
The East Cape // Even though my cold rages on and I’m still entirely without a voice, I can’t deny that I’m still in paradise. The breeze is subtle today transforming the waves from loud and turbulent and in to a calming melody. A short walk down the beach opens my world back up beyond the very small four walls I’ve been living in and reveals for the first time since we arrived at this spot...
The East Cape // At 2:30am I’m sitting cross-legged in the sand beneath the bright light of a waning gibbous drinking a hot cup of tea in hopes of easing the sore throat that’s keeping me awake. It does the trick and come morning I feel well enough to be outside, progress from yesterday. Being outside means I get to watch the whales and watching the whales means I’m unable to feel...
The East Cape // The optimism I went to sleep with immediately vanishes from my body when I wake at 4:30am feeling as though my mouth has been lined with concrete and I can hardly swallow. I get out of bed, Mark following behind, and learn that my voice is nonexistent. Mark, being the world’s greatest husband, gets right to work making me a cup of tea. In my barely awake state my...
Rancho San Dionisio -> The East Cape // I love this life so much… living in a tiny space, spending the majority of our time outside, moving to a new location every few days. Most of the time. Then there are days like today, when it just feels hard. I woke up in the middle of the night with a cough and unmistakeable taste in my throat. I’m sick. Nothing makes a tiny home feel smaller than...
Rancho San Dionisio // There are many things to love about Rancho San Dionisio but what I’ve loved most about the last four mornings has been the opportunity for routine. We wake, drink our coffee and tea, do yoga, cook breakfast, wash our dishes in a real sink with running water, and even do some laundry. Amenities such as toilets, a kitchen, hot showers, and laundry are as good as any five...
