Baja Vagabond

After I left Bahia de los Angeles, I became a bit of a vagabond, a road warrior, traveling many kilometers and never staying any place more than one night.  I had decided very early in this adventure that I would keep moving until I found someplace nice, and only then would I stay more than one night.  There is much to see in the Baja, but I needed to keep moving, all the while heading south, looking for that perfect spot, that perfect beach.  And while I understand that such a place probably does not exist, I planned to keep searching, all the way to Cabo San Lucas and the end of the Baja.  I left Daggett's and headed back to Mex 1, towards Guerrero Negro.  I took a detour to check out Santa Rosalillita and a surfer camping spot, but pretty deserted, and pretty beat, not much going on there.  So I continued the drive to Guerrero Negro, where I officially crossed over into Baja California Sur, and back to Mountain Time.  I did try to find place, Ojo de Liebre Lagoon Campground south and west of Guerrero Negro, but I got lost, got mixed directions, and ended up driving around a massive area of salt flats, a commercial operation for harvesting sea salt.  They flood huge lagoons, and once the salt water evaporates, they get in there with the heavy equipment and scoop up the salt.  I ended up just driving back to town, where I camped, in town, at Malarrimo RV Park. This is a high-walled campground right in town, and while the toilets were ok, there was no hot water, and no Wifi, but I did have cell phone service for the first time in days.  Also, folks said the restaurant associated with the campground was the best in town, but seemed a bit pricey for me, so I wandered down the street to find a taco joint, my kind of place to eat in the Baja.  You look for plastic table cloths, and maybe plastic chairs, a few locals, and a Pacifico sign, and you probably are in for a good meal.  I think I paid $185 pesos to camp for one night, and one night was enough.  And as I discovered while I was traveling in South America, especially in southern Chile, you tend to run into the same people, or at least those heading in the same direction.  As it turned out, also staying at Malarrima RV Park were the older couple from Arizona in their VW camper, folks I met at Daggett's in Bahia de los Angeles, funny.  They also complained about the lack of hot water, total drag.

After one night in Guerrero Negro, I kept moving, one night at Bahia la Asuncion and Campo Sirena ($150 pesos, nice toilets, a washing machine for laundry, intermittent Wifi, and,  HOT showers!), nothing special, one night at RV Park San Lucas Cove ($150 pesos, flush toilets, hot showers again, and Wifi in the bar/restaurant, which was unavailable the night I was there, special event, fundraiser) in San Lucas, then onto Bahia Concepcion, where I stayed one night at Playa Santispac.  I had now crisscrossed the Baja, from San Felipe and Bahia de los Angeles, across to Guerrero Negro and Bahia la Asuncion along the Pacific, and then back to San Lucas and Bahia Concepcion on the Gulfo California, still looking for that perfect spot.

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