After driving for hours we stopped at Bahia Conception, a favorite of cruisers known for its isolated beauty far removed from city life. In the Spring, as temperatures warm the turquoise sea, sailors move north in search of good swimming. To our surprise we found Second Kiss anchored in solitude in the pristine Bay. In May the sweet yellow blooms of the cardon cactuses attract the birds and the bees. Unfortunately, the bees are also attracted to fresh water, so cruisers must be diligent in keeping screens closed and facets dry.
Second Kiss rests upon calm turquoise waters at Bahia Conception
The Mexico Federal Highway 1 is a pretty good road with ongoing upgrades, nevertheless, one does not drive at night. No, it's not bandidos, it's the free range cattle grazing along side the highway. In addition, the road can be narrow with LARGE speeding semi-trucks delivering goods up and down Baja on hairpin curves carving their way over, through, and around the steep Sierra Giganta Mountain range.
Don't Drive at Night!
A further reminder not to drive at night are the roadside shrines, or descansos, which mark a death from tragic accident. The descansos vary from humble wooden crosses with nails to elaborate brightly painted temples with glass doors to protect the statute of the patron saint watching over the location where the loved one's spirit left their body at death. Flowers and other offerings are left by friends and family in the honor of the departed.
A descansos marking the death of a loved one overlooking Bahia Conception.
There are also plenty of checkpoints run by the Mexican military in an attempt to slow down drug trafficking. The officers are respectful, professional, and polite. Almost all gave Spark friendly pets. We followed a military convoy for many miles through central Baja.
The Military presence in Baja serves as constant reminder of the drug war.All in all, it was a memorable 2-and-half day journey home. Home? Where's that?
San Francisco? San Diego? Mexico?
San Francisco? San Diego? Mexico?
El Tiburon, she is home, where the heart is.
sv/ El Tiburon at anchor in San Evaristo, Sea of Cortez, Baja Sur
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