Wake early to another magical sunrise. Drive south on Mex 1 to a dirt road that after 17.5 kilometers of dry river bed, a few hills (very steep) and lots of dust, (all the way in low gear four wheel drive) eventually deposited us at an awesome beach. The beach is on the Bahia de Caleta San Juanico, in the Sea of Cortes, on the east side of the Baja Peninsula. There were a total of eight vehicles loaded with kayaks, food and drink for the day. Crystal clear water that you can see the bottom in depths of thirty feet. Wayne and Glenna, Steve and Nan and Deb and I kayaked to a remote beach for our lunch. Then of course there was the long dusty 17.5 kilometers out and back north on Mex 1. Along the way someone decided going out for dinner. We all (16) ended up at “Bertha’s” restaurant at El Burro for Hamburgoso Tuesday. The “Margaritas Grande” were eventually served and we all had a great time. “Bertha’s” is no longer run by Bertha, but has been turned over to a lovely young lady (bonita mujer joven) by the name of Ceilla and her very lovely daughter Coco. They both spent ten years living in Rock Creek, British Columbia which is about as close to desert as you will find in BC. Needless to say their english is almost perfect but very fast and musical. Not at all the way we talk. Such a pity.
The next four are of the road in.
The beach, Steve and Nan with kayak.
We had lunch on the beach to the right.
Deb in a rock crevice pointing out some weird bird to me.
And she just had to stop in the middle of the ocean to build a castle!
Now for the dusty road out!
A ranchero on the way.
Afterwards here we all are waiting.
And this is what we are waiting for. Ciella doing the "margaritas"
About three weeks left on the beach and then we will slowly head n, n, n, oh hell, I just can't bring myself to say that word.
Hasta luego mi amigos,
Juan
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