We have finally reached peace! Well, I guess we still have to work on some aspects of it, but nonetheless Dave and I have come to our final Baja destination, the capital La Paz, The Peace. It took us a total of 24 days before we could attain the great joy of having cycled our Baja chapter. The last days have been amazing. After Loreto, we moved on to tranquil coastal villages. In Juncalito, we had a magical evening in the shade of the breath-taking sierra de la giganta mountains and in the company of the fishing pelicans. We then visited Puerto Escondido, a naturally sheltered bay that many sailors call home, before heading one last time into the mountains! And mountains they were! We climbed for about 10 km in one stretch, a challenge that was fortunately made easier by the incredible views that awaited us after each curve. Good training. Who knows what kind of sick terrain will greet us in the future. After zooming through the agricultural plains of Ciudades Insurgentes and Constitucion, we rode along the central ridge of the interior mountains as Baja gets really narrow. The Pacific and the Sea of Cortez are separated by only a few curves with gave me the impression of biking on a tight rope. This circus like euphoria and that of the last kilometers made me feel like E.T. as we reached La Paz, flying! I let my bike rest its wings as we explored the capital in its diversity. Here are mariachis, American metal music and brazilian drums; taquerias, burger kings and vegetarian restaurants. We completed this global outlook on modern Mexico with a visit at the local anthropology museum.
Earlier on we had met Jim, a really nice man – no doubt, he is originally from British Columbia! – who offered shelter for us and our cargo. That allowed us to visit the legendary Cabos. I welcomed hitch-hiking as a refreshing change of transportation and a great way to connect with locals. We stopped in Todos Santos, an artistic community on the Tropic, where we browsed some galleries before heading to Las Palmas, a superb beach lined with gracious mountains, a lush lagoon and the roaring waves of the Pacific. The next day after a stop in friendly Pescadero, we drove through the sky scrapping Cabos and ended up camping outside of San Jose on a beach called la playita. After a delectable breakfast eaten in a French speaking atmosphere, a friendly taxi driver gave us a ride towards Cabo Pulmo, a protected marine park, home of one of the rare live reefs of Baja, if not the only one. Good thing I had just bought a pair of water goggles, not only useful to check out the fish but also to ride in the back of a pick up truck on a dusty road lol! It was my first experience swimming in such a rich underwater ecosystem, with hundreds of tiny fishies glowing like diamonds under the surface, families of parrot fish nibbling on the coral between tidal swings, bubbly spotted fish and funky spiked ones, rays… wow. We concluded this gorgeous day to the sound of music and the sight of the stars.
Back in La Paz, we plan to check out the bay beaches before hopping on the ferry to Mazatlan, where a whole new chapter starts!
until then, I wish you all a great day!
Here are some pics to complete my words. This first one is my faithful caballo Naranjo!