Staying in Baja, Surfing another hurricane, and finding a spot to rent
So I decided to stay in Baja and not head over to Mainland Mexico. I met this dude Troy surfing up north and he told me about a spot he was renting for the month of September. He said it was north of Cabo San Lucas, that it was real nice, and that I could split rent with him for the month. it sounded nice to take a break from the road. So I headed towards Cabo and went to the spot where he said the house was. There was a nice break, but it was kind of crowded, and pretty touristy.
So I found the house and it was pretty nice. It has a nice big roof deck, with a great 360% view. The only problem was Troy was not there. I spent three days camped behind the house waiting for him. I sat through two crazy thunder storms. Lightning was crashing all around me, and the rain was coming down strong. The rest of the time I spent sweating in super hot humid tropical air.
Since the dude wasn’t home, and I had nothing else to do I decided to head up into the Mountains af the Sierra de Laguna and do some camping and hiking. I also wanted to experience a thunder storm up in the mountains. I found out later it was very good that I didn’t.
For being the desert, it is very tropical here. More rain that I have seen in a long time. It reminds me of what the jungle must be like.
Because there are a lot of lakes and stagnant water here there are many bugs. I could only spend one day here. It was too hot, too humid, and way too many bugs.
Check out these little magic guys. Don’t worry, I would not just eat any mushroom I find on a cow patty. I test them out on my dog first. Just kidding. I would never give my dog mushroom that I don’t know are safe.
So after leaving the Mountains I decided to check one more surf spot before heading to La Paz to catch a ferry to the mainland. It turned out to be a good idea. The waves were huge and perfect.
This is local ripper Carlos getting covered. My pictures don’t do his surfing justice. This guy caught barrel after barrel, and was doing progressive airs in between.
Another one of Carlos.
Here is one of him making a drop into a death bomb. He made the drop but did not make it out.
Here is a Canadian Hina tearing it up in waves that scared the shit out of me.
Here she is dropping into another bomb. Who knew Canada had surf?
As the day went on the waves got to big to surf. The surfers left the beach. It was just me and one local caretaker staying on the beach for the hurricane. I spent all day sipping tequila watching the waves get bigger and bigger in complete awe.
By the evening the wave were bigger that I have ever seen. They rumbled the ground when they broke.
I placed my camp on fairly high ground that I was assured would be safe from water. Around 7:30 my dog Hunter started barking. I realized he was barking at the waves that were getting slowly closer to my camp. I told him don’t worry. We are safe here. 10 minutes later water rushed though my camp. I was a little groggy from sipping tequila all day, but I quickly threw everything inside my truck and decide to leave. The only problem was the road I came in on along the beach was completel under water. I tried to go out a back way but it was locked. I found a safe spot to camp for the night. When I got into my car everything felt wet and hot. My dog was soaked and I had to keep all the widows up cause it was raining madly and the wind was crazy as well. That night during the few time I fell asleep I had nightmares of giant tidal waves and mutant storms. The next day I made my way out the back and headed for the hills.
So I found a spot to rent. It is not the one I was planning on, but I think it will be a nice spot. Here is a sneak peak of it. There will be more pics next post.