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Road Warrior
Howdy again my friends. This post is from my blog over at http://jl-adventures.blogspot.com You can see a few of our past trips there and follow us as well if you would like.
This was a 3-week trip so it is a pretty long post. I also wrote it with friends and family in mind, not so much harddcore ExPo'ers. Ill be happy to answer any questions you guys have!
I have had Baja on the brain for a while. Tales of remote beaches, epic fishing, beautiful desert sunsets, and thousands of miles of off-road trails criss-crossing the Peninsula sounded like heaven to me. I started doing research on the internet and found this great message board. <a href="http://www.bajanomad.com[/img]www.bajanomad.com</a> These guys were able to hook me up with all the info, spots, and maps to get me started in the right direction.
Lauren was a bit apprehensive about Mexico at first but I assured her there are hundreds of old white dudes driving fancy RVs around and no one is going to pay any mind to 2 kids in a beat-*** 4Runner.
Fast-forward 1 week later, We are headed down south towards San Diego. We crashed that night at a good friends house, woke up for an early morning oil change, a stop at Baja Adventures to pickup a Baja Alamanac, grabbed a temporary Mexican Visa and we were Tijuana bound.
Rolled up to the border itself, confused some immigration officers with our horrible spanish but got our 180-day visa stamp. Next we got back in the truck and rolled up the border gate. Here you have to push a little button at the customs booth, Light goes Green your off to Mexico, Light goes Red your getting searched. I press the button mumbling no whammys no whammys no whammys STOP! Green light! Were off! VIVA MEXICO!
We quickly pushed through Tijuana onto the MEX 1 highway and headed south towards Ensenada. We had no real plans or destinations, We cruised along the 1 taking in the coastal views. Eventually made our way into Ensesanda, it was still pretty light out so we pressed on. A quick glance at the map showed a nice looking spot on the Pacific by the name of "La Bufadora"
We got down to the little town which turned out to be a touristy spot surrounding a natural underwater cave that creates the largest blowhole in the world when the waves crash into the cave. Water shoots over 100ft into the sky and a thunderous roar fills the air. We learned Bufadora is spanish for buffalo, the noise reminds the locals of a Buffalo snort.
Spot was a bit touristy for us so we headed back up the road and found an old campo on a cliff overlooking the pacific that was abandoned and empty. Seemed like a great spot to setup for the night so we did.
A few locals rolled by and drank a few beers but paid us no mind. We unpacked the truck, setup our sleeping gear in the back and cracked open a bottle of Mexican wine.
The sound of the waves and the occasional cry from the Bufadora lulled us to sleep in no time. So this is Baja? Mi gusta
Woke up the next morning, boiled up some water for coffee, repacked the truck and said goodbye to the Pacific coast. Our destination was on the opposite side of the Baja peninsula. A place called "Baja de Los Angeles". Soon we were trekking through the hills and valleys of central Baja, once a barren desert new agricultural techniques have turned this area into rich farmland.
No laws regarding fencing in your cattle down here, it was common to have to stop and shoo cows and even some monster bulls out of the damn highway
Regrettably our camera was buried under tons of crap in the back of the truck so we did not get any pictures of this drive. We trucked about 10 hours or so and arrived at LA Bay just in time for sunset. Coming over the crest of the ridge down towards the beautiful LA Bay gave us our first glimpse of the Sea of Cortez.
We grabbed a few pescado tacos from a lovely senora at a roadside stand and headed down towards the water to find a campspot for the night.
Room with a view
Our home
Old boat on the bay
Slept like babies, I awoke early and started making casts out into the bay hoping to catch something but not really keen on what it might be. A few pangas were heading out as well, hopefully they had better luck than I.
We had heard about a backroad from Bahia Los Angeles that is used during the Baja 1000 that runs 75 miles through the desert and eventually links back up with MEX 1. We decided to take it of course
This road is pretty well graded at this point so Im hauling *** in the 4runner doing about 60 in 2wd. Well I ended up getting loose and see-sawing back and forth and eventually flew up and over the ditch and slammed HARD.
After taking a second to collect ourselves, I put it in 4LO and backed right out and kept on trucking. God I love this truck.
We came across this little abandon mine called Los Flores. It was used back in the 1800s to mine gold and silver from the surrounding mountains. The vault still stands. The sand surrounding the mine is a strange red color due to all the chemicals used to extract the minerals.
Baja is rough on vehicles
Now I need to take a time-out here to remind you guys that this truck does not have A/C so most of our adventuring takes place with the windows down, especially in the desert where the temps were getting pretty high up in the mercury. The baja desert receives little rain so there is tons of dust, silt, and sand blowing around everywhere on these unpaved backroads. We were soon covered in a nice layer of baja which dusted our hair to a fine wise gray color.
This was a 3-week trip so it is a pretty long post. I also wrote it with friends and family in mind, not so much harddcore ExPo'ers. Ill be happy to answer any questions you guys have!
I have had Baja on the brain for a while. Tales of remote beaches, epic fishing, beautiful desert sunsets, and thousands of miles of off-road trails criss-crossing the Peninsula sounded like heaven to me. I started doing research on the internet and found this great message board. <a href="http://www.bajanomad.com[/img]www.bajanomad.com</a> These guys were able to hook me up with all the info, spots, and maps to get me started in the right direction.
Lauren was a bit apprehensive about Mexico at first but I assured her there are hundreds of old white dudes driving fancy RVs around and no one is going to pay any mind to 2 kids in a beat-*** 4Runner.
Fast-forward 1 week later, We are headed down south towards San Diego. We crashed that night at a good friends house, woke up for an early morning oil change, a stop at Baja Adventures to pickup a Baja Alamanac, grabbed a temporary Mexican Visa and we were Tijuana bound.
Rolled up to the border itself, confused some immigration officers with our horrible spanish but got our 180-day visa stamp. Next we got back in the truck and rolled up the border gate. Here you have to push a little button at the customs booth, Light goes Green your off to Mexico, Light goes Red your getting searched. I press the button mumbling no whammys no whammys no whammys STOP! Green light! Were off! VIVA MEXICO!
We quickly pushed through Tijuana onto the MEX 1 highway and headed south towards Ensenada. We had no real plans or destinations, We cruised along the 1 taking in the coastal views. Eventually made our way into Ensesanda, it was still pretty light out so we pressed on. A quick glance at the map showed a nice looking spot on the Pacific by the name of "La Bufadora"
We got down to the little town which turned out to be a touristy spot surrounding a natural underwater cave that creates the largest blowhole in the world when the waves crash into the cave. Water shoots over 100ft into the sky and a thunderous roar fills the air. We learned Bufadora is spanish for buffalo, the noise reminds the locals of a Buffalo snort.
Spot was a bit touristy for us so we headed back up the road and found an old campo on a cliff overlooking the pacific that was abandoned and empty. Seemed like a great spot to setup for the night so we did.
A few locals rolled by and drank a few beers but paid us no mind. We unpacked the truck, setup our sleeping gear in the back and cracked open a bottle of Mexican wine.
The sound of the waves and the occasional cry from the Bufadora lulled us to sleep in no time. So this is Baja? Mi gusta
Woke up the next morning, boiled up some water for coffee, repacked the truck and said goodbye to the Pacific coast. Our destination was on the opposite side of the Baja peninsula. A place called "Baja de Los Angeles". Soon we were trekking through the hills and valleys of central Baja, once a barren desert new agricultural techniques have turned this area into rich farmland.
No laws regarding fencing in your cattle down here, it was common to have to stop and shoo cows and even some monster bulls out of the damn highway
Regrettably our camera was buried under tons of crap in the back of the truck so we did not get any pictures of this drive. We trucked about 10 hours or so and arrived at LA Bay just in time for sunset. Coming over the crest of the ridge down towards the beautiful LA Bay gave us our first glimpse of the Sea of Cortez.
We grabbed a few pescado tacos from a lovely senora at a roadside stand and headed down towards the water to find a campspot for the night.
Room with a view
Our home
Old boat on the bay
Slept like babies, I awoke early and started making casts out into the bay hoping to catch something but not really keen on what it might be. A few pangas were heading out as well, hopefully they had better luck than I.
We had heard about a backroad from Bahia Los Angeles that is used during the Baja 1000 that runs 75 miles through the desert and eventually links back up with MEX 1. We decided to take it of course
This road is pretty well graded at this point so Im hauling *** in the 4runner doing about 60 in 2wd. Well I ended up getting loose and see-sawing back and forth and eventually flew up and over the ditch and slammed HARD.
After taking a second to collect ourselves, I put it in 4LO and backed right out and kept on trucking. God I love this truck.
We came across this little abandon mine called Los Flores. It was used back in the 1800s to mine gold and silver from the surrounding mountains. The vault still stands. The sand surrounding the mine is a strange red color due to all the chemicals used to extract the minerals.
Baja is rough on vehicles
Now I need to take a time-out here to remind you guys that this truck does not have A/C so most of our adventuring takes place with the windows down, especially in the desert where the temps were getting pretty high up in the mercury. The baja desert receives little rain so there is tons of dust, silt, and sand blowing around everywhere on these unpaved backroads. We were soon covered in a nice layer of baja which dusted our hair to a fine wise gray color.