After scoring our tourist visas we hit the pay road towards Mexicali. We’d eventually take the cutoff for San Felipe, Puertecitos and out to Laguna Chapalla. At Laguna Chapalla the road would reconnect with the main north to south highway in Baja, Mex 1. We prefer this longer but more scenic route because it allows you to avoid the dreary agricultural region between Rosarito and San Quentin, we call that area Baja Sorrow. Baja Sorrow is a long stretch and it’s really ugly and boring. There are no ocean vistas just lots of small towns with topes, stoplights, slow trucks and slower buses. No thanks.
Hitting Tecate put us behind a couple of hours so it was
getting dark by the time we reached Mex 1. The CO2 PowerTank that I carry with
me allowed me to air all four times back up to 80psi in about ten minutes,
which is fast but is still a time drain when you’re trying to race the last
light of day. I hoped we could reach Guerrero Negro, the halfway point in our
journey before dark but it was no becoming obvious that we’d be driving in the
dark part of the way. This is never a good idea in Baja. It’s not the cartel,
or bandidos that you have to worry about here, it’s the two ton black cow
that’s standing on the road just around the next corner. Cows on the road cause
all kinds of death and destruction down here.
|Can you see CON KSO down there? This is the end part of the Laguna Chapalla road, you can see how excavators are cutting up the hillsides.|
|That cooler lid is all the warning you'll get before you bottom out in this pot hole. See the previous post and you'll get to see how deep that hole really is.|
|Shell Beach, at least that's what we call it. A safe place to camp half way down and a way better option than driving at night.|
I knew that a couple minutes up the road we could take the Punta Rosalilita turn off out to one of our favorite camp-over spots. We call it Shell Beach. There’s actually a goofy, mushy, dead-end right hand point off the beach if you were amping to surf you could have at it. We, on the other hand had just finished almost ten hours of hard driving and we just wanted a safe harbor for the night. Safely tucked in into CON KSO, we called it a night.
|Liza got one at shell beach. The surf's been pretty small so finding other things to do is important. The girls like to collect shells and stash them all over the truck in plastic bags. I'm not so sure if I'm a big fan of the collections.|