Deeper into Baja - Part 10

These posts are probably getting a little monotonous at this point as its just more of the same.  More beautiful beaches, interesting people, laid back living and great campsites.  To say it's a simple life travelling throughout Baja is an understatement.  Life takes on a slower pace where you lose track of time or even what day it is.  You simply get up with the sun &  crawl in the rack shortly after dark most nights. Time in between is spent doing whatever the hell you want. You end up going on what is known as "Baja Time".   The phrase "simply living in the moment" is applicable while roaming about in Baja. It's as if nothing else is really happening other than what you're doing at the moment. If not for personal relationships back in states I'm not sure I'd ever leave. This posting will take me down to the southern most point in Baja, Cabo San Lucas.  End of the road and nowhere to go from here other than north.  Cabo is a full on resort town that is akin of a resort you'd find anywhere.  By far my least favorite area in Baja.  I've come to view resorts as a hidden blessing as it keeps the masses and associated trappings confined and out of the remote whereabouts that I enjoy.  We did succumb and do the tourist walk one afternoon where we strolled the entire length of the Cabo beach/marina area.  Lots of people, affluent lifestyles and the opportunity to buy a lot of stuff you probably don't need. After two nights Wayne and I were glad to leave Cabo behind and head up towards Todos Santos....via some fun off road stuff.

 Sixty miles north of Cabo you can find this.

Road along the coast north of Cabo.

Typical view in Cabo.

Wayne made me take this one! He likes American football.

When not requesting specific pictures, Wayne always seemed to be purchasing something to cook from a vendor. Not that I minded, as I knew whenever I saw a vendor in camp I'd be eating well that night. 

Guess where?

You know you've got money when your boat has one of these on it.

People shoved in here asshole to belly button in places.

I'll let you, the viewer, come up with a caption for this one!

Requisite Petey shot.

After escaping Cabo we headed due north to being looking for a road someone had told us about a few weeks prior.  Instructions were...about 40 miles north on Ruta One start looking for a really straight dirt road heading west towards the mountains. That narrows the search right down as there only one of these every 1/4 mile in Baja! I was leading and took some dirt roads that ended up not being "really straight" so we did some backtracking until we came across what looked like the "really straight dirt road."  We figured it had to go somewhere so we took off. We were trying to cross back over the Sierra Laguna range and end up on the coast south of Todos Santos. It eventually began a steep ascent and turned into a quad track for a short section near the top. At one point I didn't think there would be enough room to get through or if we were even on the correct road.  We saw a group of six quads and no other vehicles once near the top. They looked at us like we'd lost our minds. It was slow going but we eventually crested the top and could see the pacific ocean in the distance. We kept with the westerly direction theme and popped back out on pavement.

 Petey ensuring the water crossings were safe before proceeding.

After a long slow day on dirt we came out south of Todos Santos and headed to a beach area north of town that Wayne had camped on before.  We set up and spent a few nights here doing a lot of nothing.

 Shut Up Franks.  Cool bar in Todos Santos.

 Some government troops that showed up on the beach.

 And then commenced to get stuck. Wayne came to the rescue.

Seemed like every surfer in the water left their buddies on the beach. Some with instructions.

Patiently waiting for their masters to return.

Petey and I on some "Baja Time."

More to come as we head north........