San Felipe, Baja California to Arizona // At 5 a.m., our alarm sounds. There are still millions of stars in the sky and there’s not a trace of daylight on the horizon. It’s border crossing day, and it’s time to head 2.5 hours north to the city of Mexicali. Today’s crossing back to the US involves a task we’ve never had to do before which is to cancel our Temporary Vehicle Import Permit...
Bahia de Los Angeles to San Felipe, Baja California // There’s a lot of humming and hawing around our camp this morning. The sea is calm and inviting, and the company is even better. We don’t want to leave. Commitments with family in Arizona mean we need to be across the border in two days’ time. While we could squeeze in one extra day, we ultimately decide that it’s time to rip the Band...
San Ignacio, Baja California Sur to Bahia de Los Angeles, Baja California // Once again, the campground clears out this morning, and we’re the last to leave. Andreas, the owner, bids us farewell, to which I reply that we’ll see him in December. Paraiso Misional has become a favorite stop anytime we’re passing through San Ignacio, and I really look forward to our return. Another must-stop for us...
San Ignacio, Baja California Sur // It’s in the forties this morning. I indulge in some time in front of the furnace until a sliver of sun reaches our camp. With hot tea and a book in hand, I head outside to sit in that small bit of light, eager for the sun to rise completely from behind the wall of palms on the opposite side of the campground. While everyone around us begins to wake up and move...
San Ignacio, Baja California Sur // The decision has been made. In four days, after 4+ months traveling extensively around Mexico, we will return to the US. This morning, the objective is to decide where we want to spend our last days along the 440 miles that lie between us and the border. Last week, we learn that the Baja 250 race is taking place this weekend in San Felipe. That means...
San Ignacio, Baja California Sur // We’re met by an unfamiliar feeling when we come out from under the covers this morning. It’s cold. I don’t think we’ve seen the temperature dip below sixty-five since the end of January, and here it is, the start of April, and it’s a surprising fifty degrees outside. In March, our thermometer read in the nineties more often than not, and so fifty calls for...
Loreto to San Ignacio, Baja California Sur // Our very loose plan for the day is to continue north and choose a place to camp at one of many beaches in the Bahia de Concepción region. During the drive, it’s apparent that it’s a windy day in Baja. The air is filled with dirt, and long, smooth lenticular clouds stretch across the sky. Wind has always been the primary driving factor in deciding...
Agua Verde to Loreto, Baja California Sur // After what may have been one of the most perfect weeks we’ve ever spent in Baja, this morning we reluctantly pack up and say goodbye to our newfound friends whom I’ll always remember fondly when I think of this particular place. It’s a long, slow drive up the mountain, but the beauty of the rugged landscape means we hardly notice the ninety minutes it...
Agua Verde, Baja California Sur // While Mark is outside drinking a cup of coffee this morning, Morgan comes by and gifts us with a bag of edamame pasta. She tells us this is a favorite food of hers, which makes it hard to accept, but she insists. At the time, her husband Marc is out snorkeling and yells out that he sees an octopus. This inspires Mark to grab his snorkel gear and get in right...
Agua Verde, Baja California Sur // I know it’s morning when I start hearing pelicans dive-bombing for fish right outside our door. I love being tuned into nature’s rhythms, and we always seem to be dialed in while camped anywhere on Baja’s coast. I’m barely awake when Mark tells me he’s going to go out on the paddleboard. It’s the perfect time to go out. The stillness of the early morning...
