Dan got to take a week of work off so we could enjoy the internet-less beaches of middle Baja and tonight marks the last night of this type of living before we have to flee to the next portion of Baja with cell reception. Our last night of “vacation” was spent on a tiny beach called Playa Perla, which is part of Bahia de Conception.
Here’s a bird’s eye view of our spot. The beaches of Baja are free to camp on, unless you park next to a palapa. A palapa is maintained by a local and thus we paid 50 or 100 pesos (I can’t remember) for the night.
The water isn’t the warmest but that doesn’t stop the kids.
We ran into someone we met back in the town plaza of San Ignacio. Nick has been traveling Baja in a vanagon. He left it up the coast and paddled down here on his kayak for a few days. We had heard from some friends that when they visited Laguna Ojo de Liebre (where we also went and got to see gray whales up close and personal) some weeks ago, they saw someone get arrested by trying to paddle a kayak on to the lagoon illegally. Well, it was Nick. He got his old kayak confiscated and had to buy another one for this trip.
Every now and then, the kids’ laughs and smiles from the water get infectious and we’ll end up in it right next to them. As soon as Dan gets in the water, the kids love to swarm him.
Hey, come back! Isn’t it more fun to swim with us kids choking you and dragging you under?!?!
It feels like we are in the middle of nowhere but look at this! The ice cream man found us. Ignore the images on the truck kids because there is only one flavor today. Chocolate for everyone!
That’ll do just fine, says Luka’s smile.
We we first got here, it was just us and the Wandrly crew.
Before we knew it, the Vagabroads showed up and camped with us on Playa Perla. They are currently overlanding with their pup, aiming to make it all the way down the Pan-American Highway. They travel in their Land Cruiser with rooftop tent. After following each other online, it was nice to finally meet in person. This won’t be the last time our paths cross in Mexico.
You know what’s funny to me. Seeing cactus reflections in the water and seeing gulls perched on them.
One last dip before we pack it up.
But wait, is that the ice cream man? Again? At 10 am? Ok it’s chocolate ice cream time… and THEN we’ll pack it up.
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