Mangroves north of San Carlos -> The desert above Agua Verde // Josh & Darci pack up and move on to the next spot this morning while we decide to stay, assuming we’ll see them again in a few days. We remain committed to that decision no more than a half an hour after they depart. The bugs are relentless and not having the refuge of Josh & Darci’s gazebo tent makes this spot...
Mangroves north of San Carlos // After enjoying a bit of conversation with our friends over coffee and tea, I spend the rest of the morning inside the camper booking new work for the year and connecting via video call with a group of dear friends that are spread out all across the States. Oh the beauty of 21st century technology. It’s amazing how I can do these things from just about...
Mangroves north of San Carlos // My favorite part of being camped around mangroves is the silence. Especially after having spent a few days listening to the roar of the Pacific Ocean. A few coyotes and some fish made their presence known but aside from that, complete and utter silence ushered us through the night and in to the morning. In the span of that time the water rose 6’ and descended...
South of El Conejo -> Mangroves north of San Carlos // All the prints in the sand this morning reveal just how much life surrounds us while we sleep. Coyotes circled the perimeter as though they were patrolling the area, crabs left tracks that look like they were drunk on their way home from the bar, and tiny little paw prints leading directly to where our water jug had been indicate a...
A beach south of El Conejo // This morning while walking down the beach we turned around to make our way back to camp to see three coyotes on the cliff directly above our truck staring down at it like overlords. Mark had told me he’d seen tons of tracks and then spotted the entire pack moving swiftly across the beach at sunrise, and so there they were again, making their presence known. There’s...
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...
