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Expedition Poseur
Some of us were not fortunate enough to have the time needed to join Scott on his 2+week adventure, so we settled for a shorter one. Thanks to Chuck (Urisadie or however the hell you spell that) for setting this up and only making me break my jeep twice while trying to keep up with him on *that* road. Highlights are as follows (full version will come later).
Day #1. Leave Tucson, realize that I don't have my birth certificate (needed to get a tourist permit). Call and get a copy faxed to me in Calixico. Head south to San Felipe for permits, gas, and pesos. Encounter a guy stuck in the mud on the beach with tide coming in. Break winch trying to pull him out. Head south to deserted beach to camp.
Day #2. Spend morning kayaking. See dolfins, scare pelicans. Head south to Gonzaga bay on the roughest road on the face of the planet. Fatigue gets the better of my steering stabilizer bracket, which breaks in half. Jeep sized pot hole in the middle of the road at 40+/- mph shears the bar-pin on the right rear shock, and bends the l/r bar-pin. Jeep rides funny. Camp ~1 mile from Punta Final.
Day #3. Spend morning kayaking in Gonzaga Bay. Meet other sea-kayakers (from SLC), have nice chat on the water, then head back to camp and south to Bahia de Los Angeles, stopping at Coco's Corner for a cervesa.
Day #4. Meet Bajaxplorer and head to a "remote beach" he has heard about. First stop kinda nasty, and being used as a fish camp. BX and his buddies head up the coast to the next beach, Chuck, Brian and I head south to look for suitable camping....and come across the perfect location. Near white sand, completely deserted, very little trash, protected from what little wind there was, and has a cool island just a short paddle away from shore. Spend the afternoon watching rays in the sand, and setting up camp, and checking out the dead animals on the beach. OK, not really, but we did find a dolfin skull in great condition, and a sea turtle carapis. Mess with Chucks head regarding the incoming tide, which the tide chart lists as +19.3. Low tide was at -3.9. We tell Chuck that there will be a ~22' tidal swing. Chuck thinks we are saying the tide will be 22' above where it was the night before, which was about 5' (vertical) below our camp. Chuck fretts all night and gets up at midnight to check the tide...which was only 1' above the night before....but he was rewarded for his efforts with some bioluminescence, presumably from the phyto-plankton (OK, I'm just guessing on that last one....I was told long ago that phyto-plankton were the primary source of bioluminescence in the ocean......I have no idea if that is true or not, but it sounds good).
Day #5. 'Yak out to island, see whale, spend time checking out marine life all around the island (there was alot). Hike to highest point on the island, which stinks like bird crap (because it is covered in it). 2 more turtle carapis's on the beach, one still has the head attached. Chuck gets freaked out by some large crabs. Take nap. Go kayaking again. Watch Chuck dig for crabs, shovel in one hand, tecate in the other.
Day #6. Head over the the petroglyph site near the San Borjas Mission. Spectacular drive through a cardon forest. Then we head back to Bahia de Los Angeles for gas, and decide to not take the road from hell home due to my lack of shocks. Spend ALL day driving through catavina, ensanada, cross back to the US, and grab dinner about 9:00pm at Coco's in La Mesa. They probably didnt' like us since no one had showered in about a week. Chuck got a nasty wiff of something, then discovered it was himself. Hot shower at Motel 6.
Day #7. Drive from La Mesa to Tucson. Take nap. Post pictures.
Day #1. Leave Tucson, realize that I don't have my birth certificate (needed to get a tourist permit). Call and get a copy faxed to me in Calixico. Head south to San Felipe for permits, gas, and pesos. Encounter a guy stuck in the mud on the beach with tide coming in. Break winch trying to pull him out. Head south to deserted beach to camp.
Day #2. Spend morning kayaking. See dolfins, scare pelicans. Head south to Gonzaga bay on the roughest road on the face of the planet. Fatigue gets the better of my steering stabilizer bracket, which breaks in half. Jeep sized pot hole in the middle of the road at 40+/- mph shears the bar-pin on the right rear shock, and bends the l/r bar-pin. Jeep rides funny. Camp ~1 mile from Punta Final.
Day #3. Spend morning kayaking in Gonzaga Bay. Meet other sea-kayakers (from SLC), have nice chat on the water, then head back to camp and south to Bahia de Los Angeles, stopping at Coco's Corner for a cervesa.
Day #4. Meet Bajaxplorer and head to a "remote beach" he has heard about. First stop kinda nasty, and being used as a fish camp. BX and his buddies head up the coast to the next beach, Chuck, Brian and I head south to look for suitable camping....and come across the perfect location. Near white sand, completely deserted, very little trash, protected from what little wind there was, and has a cool island just a short paddle away from shore. Spend the afternoon watching rays in the sand, and setting up camp, and checking out the dead animals on the beach. OK, not really, but we did find a dolfin skull in great condition, and a sea turtle carapis. Mess with Chucks head regarding the incoming tide, which the tide chart lists as +19.3. Low tide was at -3.9. We tell Chuck that there will be a ~22' tidal swing. Chuck thinks we are saying the tide will be 22' above where it was the night before, which was about 5' (vertical) below our camp. Chuck fretts all night and gets up at midnight to check the tide...which was only 1' above the night before....but he was rewarded for his efforts with some bioluminescence, presumably from the phyto-plankton (OK, I'm just guessing on that last one....I was told long ago that phyto-plankton were the primary source of bioluminescence in the ocean......I have no idea if that is true or not, but it sounds good).
Day #5. 'Yak out to island, see whale, spend time checking out marine life all around the island (there was alot). Hike to highest point on the island, which stinks like bird crap (because it is covered in it). 2 more turtle carapis's on the beach, one still has the head attached. Chuck gets freaked out by some large crabs. Take nap. Go kayaking again. Watch Chuck dig for crabs, shovel in one hand, tecate in the other.
Day #6. Head over the the petroglyph site near the San Borjas Mission. Spectacular drive through a cardon forest. Then we head back to Bahia de Los Angeles for gas, and decide to not take the road from hell home due to my lack of shocks. Spend ALL day driving through catavina, ensanada, cross back to the US, and grab dinner about 9:00pm at Coco's in La Mesa. They probably didnt' like us since no one had showered in about a week. Chuck got a nasty wiff of something, then discovered it was himself. Hot shower at Motel 6.
Day #7. Drive from La Mesa to Tucson. Take nap. Post pictures.
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