Getting into the Mexican State of mind is what week six is all about!
Words taken from my daily journals, with some enhancements…..here or there.
Clam Beach Campsite, Baja California: My usual spot these days, on the beach. After the morning rituals, and an added one, running on the beach, I took to the journal.
Bienvendio a Mexico
We ended the evening, last night, with a bottle of Baja wine and a fire. The quiet empty beach that we first settled upon is now crazy packed with locals. It’s like its own village on the sand. I’ve never seen so many tents camping on the beach. More and more people are showing up at each moment with grills, suitcases, tents, coolers tied to their rooftops. It’s insane and awesome! Our neighbors are really nice. Everyone speaks just a bit of English but not much. I’m working on my Español but just haven’t spent enough time here to pick up the language, yet!
I bought gummy worms from a guy selling sweets on a palate with wheels, dirt bikes rode up and down the beach selling pizza’s, and we bought homemade tamales.
It’s all families, cooking fresh dug clams, drinking cervazes, and playing Mexican music on their large loud speakers til the break of dawn. There’s even a mariachi band playing on the beach! And we are in the middle of it all!
Do as the locals do
My dad sent me a great message “Do as the locals do.” When I told him that everyone here digs for clams and drinks at 9am. I think he was on to something. So the next day, Easter Sunday, we woke up and went clamming.
The water was super cold but I ignored it. I was on a mission, clams!!! I had watched the locals do a sort of twist dance digging their feet into the sand. I mimicked it. Alice did the same. She found one. I still did not. Then, my foot touched something hard in the sand. I reached down and pulled a clam out of the ocean!!! They were the biggest clams I’d ever seen. I got excited and became lost in the hunt. I was reminded of my passion for morel hunting and how I was going to miss this season. My sadness disappeared with another found clam. Wow this was WAY easier than hunting morels! (Watch my Morel Hunting Video to see a whole new kind of magic)
With an over flowing bag and popsicle toes we headed back to camp. We shucked our 30 clams in a team effort, while sipping tequila. An hour later, we were enjoying our Easter breakfast of sautéed fresh clams and another glass of tequila. Now that’s a way to spend Easter.
Rancho Meling Near Sierra National Forest : Enjoying the sunset after a cold shower and hot meal. We are surrounded by mountains and staying at this beautiful peaceful ranch with chickens, dogs, cats, goats, and sheep.
It was a long day of travel. I was sad saying goodbye to Clam Beach. We totally bonded. The driving has been okay here. I just have to be extra careful and take my time. The roads are so narrow and the RV so wide. This thing is a beast!!!
It’s so beautiful here, we are just outside the National Park. The mountains are green filled with boulders, it reminds me of New Zealand. The boulders remind me of Joshua Tree. The perfect mix.
View from the Top
We woke to a cool morning. I did yoga, meditated and chanted under a tree. Nearby was a nice sized tree stump that was calling to me. I sat, perched looking out at the landscape journaling. Great start to the day.
Getting into the van, we took off to the observatory in the National Park. The roads were winding, really narrow and steep. Once we reached about 8k feet or so we approached the National Forest entrance. Driving up past 10k feet we reached the observatory just in time for a tour.
There was a really nice woman in the group that translated the tour guides Spanish for us. We learned all about the telescopes and the area. We could see both sides of the Baja Peninsula. The view from the top was out of this world and I was glad I was wearing my new Mexican constellation shirt!!
Daggett’s Campsite (aka lil bit of paradise) : Sitting in the shade of a palapa, journaling the days thoughts that have become mush, thanks to the heat. I’m hiding out but it feels hotter in the shade, how is that possible!
The Heat is On!
Today was an INTENSE drive. The roads were so bad. My arms feel like I’ve been jackhammering for 6 hours. But the place we rolled into made up for it, totally! Bahia De Los Angeles is the most picturesque beach. White sands, clear blue waters, and islands placed just in the right spots. And finally I had my first hot shower in Mexico!
Our first night was nice and cool but then one evening, when the wind picked up it felt as if someone turned on the hair dryer. The wind was damn HOT! For the next few days, a beast hovered over us breathing hot evil air. The angels of the bay tried their might, fighting back to cool us off. It was a battle of good and evil, evil was winning.
That’s when we finally surrendered our white flag and drove into town to find cold margaritas on the beach. Buen hielo?
Hot Shower, YEAH and bike ride on the only cool morning.