Author: neil

At breakfast we started working on a pro/con list to help us decide where to fly to in the United States. Once upon a time, we’d considered turning back north from Guerrero Negro and riding our way back out of Baja. As we continued south, that changed to maybe taking a ferry from La Paz…

Day 2 Breakfast was at an even more expansive buffet than dinner was. There were literally at least a dozen separate food counters, with 5-10 selections each. We spent the first 10 minutes just doing a lap of the place to scout out the options. Definitely some paradox-of-choice happening there. Once it felt late enough…

One final ride south to bring us to the meeting of the seas, where the rocky spine of Baja finally allows itself to be washed over and submerged. But ever since we reached La Paz, it feels like we crossed an invisible boundary that effectively makes the entire bulbous tip of Baja an island, rather…

Day 2 Now that we’re on the Pacific side of the peninsula again, and camping, that means we’re back to that improbable (but apparently quite consistent!) desert fog. Condensation actually got so bad inside our tent that it began dripping onto Rett’s forehead in the middle of the night, forcing me to get out and…

One more relaxing morning at ‘The Wave’, with another relaxed luxury breakfast at La Esquina, where, once inside its brick walls, it feels like you’re sitting in an garden-filled, open-air European village square. Elfi was an awesome, generous, old-school AirBNB host (a gallon of drinking water in the room, a gift of fresh strawberries, a…