I was very productive at work, given that I promised myself that I would need to get what I needed to get done, before I could go explore the mountain bike trails available around town. The sister towns of El Sargento and La Ventana in fact have two sets of world class mountain bike trails, maintained by LaVAMBA, the La Ventana Area Mountain Bike Association, a group...
Since we started this thing, most mornings we spend the first couple hours of the day reserved for ourselves. Whether reading for inspiration, creative writing, or just enjoying the quiet to let the mind wander, it is sacred, quiet, alone time that we spend right next to each other. This routine is the solution that we came up with to deal with our chronic...
The guy with the unlikeable face is back. This time he had a reserved spot, on the other side of the park where the large rigs are meant to go. Their dogs still out of control, running after each other, kicking up dust, running into everyone’s camp spots and if their doors are open going inside and making themselves at home. I’m sure if they could they...
Our Baja traveling companions drove off to Cabo San Lucas for the weekend, to visit family and check out some of the tourist sites. This is the first time that we have been separated in nine days, though with how slowly time seems to go by here, it feels like it has already been a month. This is just as well, as we had a ton of work on the business, with several...
On this late morning I find my thoughts wandering, focus on work taking a back seat to the view outside. Beyond the screen door is an expanse of the Sea of Cortez, framed by Jacques Cousteau island to the Northeast, and the lighthouse at the tip of Punta Arena to the Southeast, my mind lost in thought about how exceptional the sailing cruising grounds are here...
The sun is much stronger in El Sargento, the weather much more predictable, mornings in the mid 60s, afternoons in the high 70s. This was the weather that we’ve been looking for, finally allowing us to begin to put away our winter clothes, and replace them with our California summer layers. Shorts and t-shirts for the day, hoodies for the evening. The...
On our first morning in El Sargento, I woke up before the sunrise to the sound of roosters screaming bloody murder, crowing with such emphasis, that I wouldn’t be surprised if we later found some of them with their chicken heads clear off. Inside the trailer, all was quiet, and I read my book as I watched the sun to come up, and the pour over coffee slowly drip...
This is the third and final day of our planned navigation down the Baja peninsula, 300 miles long toward our final destination of El Sargento. The day didn’t disappoint in the variety of landscapes, topographies, roadways, and cities. On this day we start in Playa el Requeson, wind our way through the mountains along Bahia Concepcion, cross the peninsula to the...
Our second day traveling down the Baja peninsula started while the sun was barely risen over Guerrero Negro, named after the “Black Warrior,” a ship that wrecked in 1858 on the tricky ever-shifting sand bars at the mouth of the lagoon. We settled back into driving with Kuba at the wheel, and I as chief snack creator and cell phone checker. Mile after...
The alarm went off at 4:30am as planned. The only time I hear this song is when some extraordinary thing is happening, in most cases revolving around international travel, where we have a plane to catch to some new to us destination. Nearly in all of those cases, the alarm is only a formality, as on those days sleep never comes, departure anxiety forcing me to look...