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This is my Diary page. I will try and update as fast and thorough as possible. Click on the
country links below to navigate.
Thanks,
Yerko
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Baja has been amazing. The Baja portion has been 1669 recorded
GPS miles (2672 km) -- below is the GPS recorded tracks in yellow.
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Most parts of Baja has been what I have
dreamed about: desolate and wild areas,
surf, honest & genuine people. And some of
Baja has been what I have dreaded most:
over development, mostly by gready gringos.
The major stops have been: El Rosario,
Bahia Asuncion, Punta Abreojos,Campo
Rene, San Ignacio, Mtn San Francisco,
Scorpion Bay, Punta Conejo, Todos Santos,
San Jose del Cabo and La Paz.
As I write this I am with my new good friends:
Macarena, Manolo and Jessica. They are
friends of a friend and that last friend I just
recently met and stayed with for almost a
week in San Jose del Cabo. Along the way I
have made friends with Mexicans, Gringos,
and Australians -- the joys of travelling.
Below is rough account, mostly photos, of
what went on.
yerko
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Essentially the first days (6-16-2007 to 6-20-2007) consisted of leaving USA and entering Baja.
Major stops were first night at Mama Espinosas at El Rosario then on to Bahia Asuncion. At
Bahia Asuncion, a small town, we essentially met half the town with the Aguilar and Verdusco
Family. We stayed at first in "Los 3 Hermanos" Hotel & Restaurant then camped at a local surf
Spot. The Verdusco Family also took us on a quick panga ride to a protected island for birds and
marine mammals. Hope you enjoy the photos.
Yerko
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About to do some sand driving to surf spot by
Bahia Asuncion..
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Typical Baja Desert south of El Rosario.
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Camping @ surf spot by Bahia Asuncion.
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"Lencho" & "Teton"
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Sea Lion mama soon to give birth.
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Big sea mammals in protected Island
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From 6-20-2007 to 6-29-2007 we stayed between the surf spot of Punta Abreojos, San Ignacio
and Campo Rene. Close to San Ignacio we went to San Francisco mountain and saw some cave
drawings. In Campo Rene we were taken care of by an awesome host, Genaro. In Abreojos we
would met great people & surfers that we would run into later on down the road.
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Driving to Punta Abreojos.
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Beach Trail to Punta Abreojos.
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Puma attacking human, Mt San Francisco.
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Yerko tempting fate with a dead scorpion.
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Awesome host, Genaro Campo Rene.
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Trail to Mt. San Francisco.
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After meeting some really cool people (Mexicans, Americans, Australians) in Punta Abreojos we went on
to Scorpion Bay (San Juanico) the "hard way", most of it off-road. In Scorpion bay we met ugly
Americans: snobish, land owners, yacht club types that do not deserve to get mentioned anymore.
Since scorpion bay was a bust, we went on to San Gregorio were while checking the surf we found
ourselves in the bottom of a soft sand hill with no chance of easily getting out. The sand ladders came
out and it helped until the left motor mount decided it was a good time to break. So we winched out
after removing the dual spare tires and then burying them so they could be used as a sand anchor. It
took about 4 hours to go around 100 meters! Later on that day we limped on to Punta Conejo with our
tails between our legs arriving there late on the night. When we woke up the following morning we
found ourselves at the top of the point with great over head + waves. A few days later I tried to take
action shots with the underwater camera but the waves were too big, oh well.
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San Gregorio, bottom of soft sand hill, "I think we
are in deep shit" Truer words were never said...
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On the "hard way" to Scorpion Bay we seem lost
and not in Baja anymore...
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Post left motor mount breakage, burying spare
tire so that it can be used as a sand anchor.
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Lets get out of here with sand ladders (green) and
why not throw the floor mats (black) in there too.
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Post left motor
mount breakage,
winching by
using spare
tires as sand
anchors, shovel
as a flag to see
if spare tires slip
and floor mats
in case winch
cable goes.
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Leaving Punta Conejo with a broken left motor
mount but with high spirits due to great surf.
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Cuisine Baja style -- fresh caught fish, spaghetti &
sauce in Punta Conejo.
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After camping for four nights in Punta Conejo, we went on to La Paz and Todos Santos in the same day
(7-5-2007). While in La Paz we found an awesome mechanic who changed the left motor mount for $15!
From there we went on to San Jose Del Cabo were we ran into surfers from Punta Abreojos and spent
time with Camila and "Chancla." Due to team dynamics issues, the team separated and I went back to
La Paz solo. In La Paz I stayed with Makarena & Manuel who are free divers-- she can free dive to 30+
meters while he goes down to 50+ meters. Soon they will be making national records! After a few days
in La Paz I took the ferry to Los Mochis (Mainland Mexico).
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Javier's Dog (mechanic) inspects broken left
motor mount in La Paz.
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Impromptu party at Zippers (Cabo surf spot) after
running into friends from Punta Abreojos
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My hero, sole female crew of sunset sailboat
and the one that did all the heavy work!
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Chancla, Camila, Mike, crew and I. Happy times
night before team fallout.
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My favorite dish, Pescado al mojo de ajo -- fish
with garlic
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One of my favorite photos, a kid consoled himself
to sleep by touching mirror in La Paz ferry.
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Baja was an amazing experience; I got to meet all kinds of wonderful people, saw beautiful places and
had some challenging driving. The surf could have been better but such is life. Below are some details:
About 1670 GPS recorded miles (2670 km) and 166 gallons of fuel (547 liters) were bought. We were
on the road for 32 days and stayed in hotels or friends house for 14 days, camped the rest. I am having
a tough time coming up with the right word but the "weirdest feeling" had to be squatting to take a shit
steps away from multi-million dollar homes in the east cape (close to Cabo San Lucas).
Mainland Mexico is next, but now it will be solo.
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