Sorry, I've been in Mexico. (So not really sorry)

Sorry, I've been in Mexico. (So not really sorry)

I've been MIA cause I've been off-roading in a friends truck through Baja. It was amazing, but seeing as it wasn't on a motorcycle I'm not going to post a real story but rather just a mini day-by-day and some photos! I'll just have to go back on a bike soon so I can bring back another article ;)

 I also want to note that I'm going to be swamped with graduate school applications this month since I'm an active procrastinator, so I may only get to one or two go-go stories. Missed you all and hope you enjoy the memories!!!

Day One in Baja:

Crossing the border was confusingly easy. There was no traffic, no stopping, and all of a sudden, we were in Tijuana. We stopped in Ensenada  for some seafood and somewhere south of that we turned toward the beach from some off-roading adventures. We camped on the on a secluded beach that night and watched the sunset it awe.

Ensenada

Ensenada

Fish market in Ensenada

Fish market in Ensenada

Some vineyard off the beaten path.

Some vineyard off the beaten path.

Had to get that workout in

Had to get that workout in

Day Two in Baja:

We slept in and enjoyed the beach till around noon. After opening my finger in a haste to get to a tasty oyster in its shell, we packed up and followed a section of the Baja 1000 route over some knarly terrain south. After several hours of me cursing the extreme terrain and every racer who believed this to be fun, we found the main road and had a heavy late lunch. That night we found another secluded beach where Blue (Mitch's truck) got stuck and we spent the night watching an old Bond movie.

Blue getting himself stuck

Blue getting himself stuck

The Baja 1000 markers

The Baja 1000 markers

Day Three in Baja:

We trekked through the infamous Dr. Seuss desert and made it to Bahia De Los Angeles just before sunset. We met a couple of Canadian dudes in the small fishing village and followed them to find a free campsite on the beach just north of town. We all swam in the Sea of Cortez and drank El Jimador in the light of the full moon. Cortez invaded our campsite around midnight and we were forced to quickly retreat to higher ground a few feet away. The tequila that had been our comrade for the first half of the evening wasn't as helpful when we had to make a hasty retreat, and even less friendly in the morning.

An oyster farm we debated on breaking in to.

An oyster farm we debated on breaking in to.

Some mussels we scrapped up and cooked.

Some mussels we scrapped up and cooked.

A better photo could've captured this sun and moon duo

A better photo could've captured this sun and moon duo

Day Four in Baja:

This was a day of rest, mainly for me. El Jimador wouldn't have it any other way. He returned in the early afternoon and was finally laid to rest. We moved camp to another beach a little North and made friends with a few more Canadians: Jude, Jeff, Kenneth, and Hunter. Jude, Jeff, and their dog Hunter were making their way South for as long as their budget would take them. Kenneth was following the same sort of pilgrimage in his rad little personalized van.

Sea of Cortez and the extent of physical activity for the day.

Sea of Cortez and the extent of physical activity for the day.

Our Canadian bros Nevin and Kit

Our Canadian bros Nevin and Kit

Day Five in Baja:

Thanksgiving! I woke up with the sun feeling refreshed and reborn. It was Thanksgiving and time for a fest! We opened some Corona's and I made a glorious potato egg breakfast thing that was met with revelry. We hung out with our friends a little longer till noon rolled around and we said our goodbyes. That night we found a beach of corpses where we camped next to dead dolphins and seagull skeletons (but hey, it was free). 

The boys admiring their toys.

The boys admiring their toys.

Hunter being ridiculously adorbz

Hunter being ridiculously adorbz

Coco's Corner

Coco's Corner

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving

After everything had been consumed.

After everything had been consumed.

Day Six in Baja:

The next day we assumed our tourist duties and hit up San Felipe to purchase some iconic blankets and margaritas. We stayed their only briefly and crossed the peninsula back to Ensenada by sunset. Wish not to ruin our streak of free camping, we head inland a little and found a nice dirt road that took us up a hill where we set up camp and made a friend.

The next day we tried to get into Fox Studios Baja to look around at all the movie sets, but were denied entry. So instead we followed a trail where we could peak in through a side fence and admire some dream making action. The border was not quite as easy this time around, but we made it through in about an hour.

The main thing I got from this trip? I wanna go back. Like, right now.

Image by Kit Skeoch of Bahia De Los Angeles and Blue

Image by Kit Skeoch of Bahia De Los Angeles and Blue

Moving to the Mountains

Moving to the Mountains

Professional Go-go Dancers vs Professional Ballet Dancers

Professional Go-go Dancers vs Professional Ballet Dancers