Finally getting around to putting up some pics of a Baja mission with the boys in early Jan. We got some fun waves at a little sand bottom point break South of Rosario. Deep Baja seems like the real Baja. Where everybody is nice/drunk and laid back, the locals are happy to see you and always smiling and waving. Anything further North of this place and you feel like you are going to be robbed and shot in the face at any moment, left to die as you watch your truck being driven away into the shit hole that is Northern Baja. But not here. Not in this little sand dune cocoon. This dreamy set-up gave us all we needed; a place to surf, a fire to cook on and a place to rest our salty sunburnt heads.
A week of easy living. Except on the second day we discovered that 5 peppers in the dinner cook-up ,was 5 peppers too many. Breathing fire out of both ends. But the waves cooled us down and so did the beer.
Good crew, good laughs, good surf and no trouble. Can’t ask for much more. Ready for another run.
You need watered down gas out of a rusty 55 gallon drum? Right over here.
View from the shitter
I decided to open a cantina. Free beer.
Giant Saguaro Cactus
Classic Baja pit stop