Maybe it is a miscommunication. But my perception of your reaction to this dissemination of information, was that it came off as something I call "extraterritorialism"...which is much like "localism" in surf culture, only the perpetrator doesn't actually live there. But he has an passionate affinity for a place, and so wants to keep it unchanged. His immediate knee-jerk response to change, even the hints of it, are visceral and reactionary.
To most surfers, even campers, serious or severe change can be merely a few people showing up at a break or a camp spot more often. So they guard their "secret spots" like caches of gold. In order to rationalize what amounts to a colonization of a place they have no legal right to, they adopt the misguided notion that they are stewards of the place, and every visitor after them is merely an interloper, one that doesn't often love or respect the place as they do. This gives them a sort of moral booster, helps to get them past their own selfish, often boorish attitude. Sometimes they express this attitude. It rarely ends nicely.
What they almost never realize is that they, too, are interlopers. They procure gasoline and local goods (resulting in opportunity--a Pemex station built where there was previously an old man with a 55 gallon drum), they utilize the roads to gain access to the trails (resulting in governmental regulation and maintenance, a paved road built over a trail), they take up spots on the beach or in the wilderness (a campground or resort is built because someone is always wanting to be there...why not profit from it?).
The "extraterritorialist" too, contributes to the crowded conditions, the overdevelopment, and the inherent and inevitable change that occurs anytime human activity arrives where there was previously none. If extraterritorialists were truly stewards of stalwart preservation, they wouldn't visit the place at all, and encourage others to do likewise.
So Joaquin, my point to you was that you have no vindication in your argument; the peninsula isn't yours, the solid gold camp spots and point breaks aren't yours, the information about spots and breaks and roads isn't yours, and you're just as much a "toilet maker" to the environment as any other gringo explorer (some might say more, considering the size of the yacht you drive)...there is no fight, and if there were, you wouldn't even have a dog in it. And considering that you have the necessary funds and equipment to move about in such lavish (albeit creative, kudos for that) digs, you're just coming off as a boorish, elitist colonizer, kvetching about the price of gin.
No offense.