Leaving mid day from San Ignacio meant we wouldn’t make it to our final destination before dark. We arrived in Guerro Negro after lunch and tried to find the amazing taco stand that J had found on his last trip.
Unfortunately as is often the case with small roadside taco stands, this one disappeared, moved or possibly morphed into some other business. Bummer ! so we settled for a sit down restaurant in town which was marginal at best.
It was almost dark when we stopped to top off our gas tanks in the small town of Villa Jesús María. A little further up the road we hit our last military checkpoint of the day and then turned off onto the dirt to find a campsite by the beach.
Luckily J had remembered a great spot he had camped at on a previous trip and he led the charge down the dark, narrow jeep trail to the rocky beach.
The next morning we awoke to the sound of rain tapping the roof of the Maggiolina tent. We quickly scrambled to move everything into or under the Landcruiser just in time for the rain to stop.
We were on the road by 7:30 AM and quickly made it to the turn off at Santa Rosalillita. After driving the narrow Baja roads for a few days, the road at Santa Rosalillita feels like a “super highway”. The road was improved for the infamous “Esclara Nautica project that never took off (thankfully) and now seems strangely out of place.
We raced down the “super highway” towards the coast until we hit what J likes to call “the road from hell”. Its’ not that it is particularly technical to drive, but it has some of the harshest washboard in all of Baja. It is the kind of washboard that rattles your fillings, your vehicle and anything else that is not strapped down. We aired our tires down and started our final drive to our camp site.
The drive up the coast is beautiful with every beach seeming to top the previous . The sun was shining and the wind was cold. J’s brother Alban brought a mango seed to plant in an area with year round water so when we passed by a natural run off we stopped. Sadie (our Boston Terrier) helped plant the seed and got river muck all over her legs and belly. Nasty stuff, the muck not the mango planting.:)
After a bit of technical 4-Wheeling, we arrived at our campsite. Were were happy to see that the area was empty and that the rock wall we had built last summer was still standing. We grilled some delicious pollo asado and carne asada for dinner while we listened to the waves crash against the rocky point.
With the majority of our trip itinerary behind us, it was time to settle in to Baja time.