It was past 4pm by the time we reached the outskirts of San Felipe. I guess we should start looking for a place to camp. There were a lot of places advertising their campsites along the highway as we got closer. I was a little tired and didn't feel like having to deal with traffic, even if it was slight so not having to drive into San Felipe was alright with me. I saw a sign for Pete's Camp that had a long dirt road leading to the beach. Let's check it out. We turned in, drove about half a mile and came to a parking area in front of a restaurant and bar. The restaurant was closed but the bar was open. This is just what I needed, an ice cold beer in an open air bar overlooking the sea.
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Leo and I walked over to the bar and asked who we needed to talk to about camping on the beach. There were 6 retired gringo's sitting around the bar and all pointed at the bar tender. “Fifteen dollars,” the bar tender answered. We drove down, took a look, drove back up and said “Ok!” ordered an iced cold beer and pineapple juice for Leo. It was happy hour!
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*** As I mentioned earlier, sometimes I'm bad with a camera and sometimes don't take it out to snap photos. These were one of those times. The next 4 pictures aren't mine but the pictures are taken from Pete's Camp. I am putting them up just so you can get an idea of what it looked like there. Pictures are courtesy of Casa Naranja ***
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Open air bar at Pete's camp
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Beach at Pete's camp facing south
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It was low tide and Leo and I took a long walk down the beach. Low spots or pools that were filled with water were still spilling back out toward the sea and Leo was giggling with joy as he followed the stream like flows, watching little fish jump as he stepped into them. I don't know how far the shallows went at this beach but it seemed like a 1/4 mile or more. We never made it out to where the waves were breaking, the sun was going down and it was time to set up the tent and make some dinner. After dinner we sat under our palapa while Leo played in the sand. The moon was coming up so I thought now was a good time to look for the camera and take a shot, not a very good shot.
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Tomorrow, off to Bahia San Luis Gonzaga! Or maybe somewhere in between as well.