After spending a night in Los Barriles, it was time to say goodbye to our travel companions and begin the journey back North. While Seth & Drea had another entire month to bask in all that is good and wonderful about Baja, we, on the other hand, had to be back in the states in 9 days time. We didn’t NEED 9 days to get back to the border but we like to travel slow, allowing ourselves the opportunity to savor the miles and the beaches, rather than just flying past it all.
Tracking back North meant revisiting a couple of our favorite spots from the trip as well as exploring a few new backroads and beaches. The new spots we found only reinforced the fact that we’d barely scraped the surface on all that Baja has to offer.
How unbelievably lucky we were to spend 37 days in the wonderland that is Baja California. However, if we have it our way, we’ll be back next winter for even longer. We had a pretty strong inclination that we would love this place but it exceeded our expectations by a long shot.
Last week we crossed the border at Mexicali with no issues and could officially say:
-we didn’t get sick
-we weren’t robbed
-we weren’t killed
-we didn’t have any issues at the 8 military checkpoints we stopped at
-we were never pulled over or bribed by police
-we never once felt unsafe
-we were treated with nothing but kindness by the Mexican people
I know everyone has their own experience and yes, bad things happen. However, I believe our fear of the unknown and fear of what the media chooses to share with us holds us back from experiencing a new perspective on the world and of our neighbors. This trip opened our minds. It humbled us. And it shattered misconceptions.
“Fear doesn’t prevent dying. It prevents living.”
Buddha
We cannot wait to go back.
Los Barriles 
The wind-sports mecca that is LaVentana. 
While we never needed any of our recovery gear for us, it came in handy to help a fellow camper. 
Bahia Concepcion, perhaps the most popular camping destination in Baja. 
San Ignacio 
Malarrimo Hotel, in Guerrero Negro, was far busier than during our Southbound visit. 
A little exploring led to an incredible spot that we had all to ourselves. 
Brining along an air compressor for the trip proved to be incredibly useful. Mark would air down our tires preemptively before driving on sandy stretches of beach or road. 
Highway 5 
We spent our last night at this strange and intriguing abandoned RV park south of San Felipe. 
This handsome guy just happened to come around when we were making breakfast. 
That face indeed got some leftovers. 
Two hours at the border crossing and just like that, we were back in the states.
Thank you to everyone that followed along on our journey! It was the trip of a lifetime and has been so much fun sharing it with you all! We’ve absolutely loved reading all your comments and recommendations.
Now it’s time to move back in to our toy hauler and resume our RV travels around the West!
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