Lost in Paradise

We drove for 6 and one half hours from Ensenada to the state line, popularly known as the Paralelo 28, making reference to the latidude of 28 degrees on a map, and passed the Valley of the Cirios. Here you see how Carlos is dwarfed by a giant Saguaro cactus. The desert is full of life, you are able to appreciate its frailty as it unfolds before you.

We arrived tired and hungry at the town of Guerrero Negro, the whale capitol  of the world and also home to the largest salt plant in Mexico.

A dinasour??? no, a whale skeleton at the state line.

We looked for the Morro Santo Domingo volcano and its secluded beaches, where halibut and corbina abound. Long, dusty, desolate roads tooks us to the end of the world near a defunct lighthouse  and pounding surf on lava molten rock and aquamarine waters.  In the process of getting there, we got stuck twice. Remote? yes! Super remote!

A very secluded beach on the powerful Pacific Coast.

Note the pounding surf behind this wanna be fisherman.

After a hard day on the beach, we ended up at our new friend's' house, (Gaby- a lobster fisherman) where he and his family provided us the opportunity to cook freshly caught lobster and octopus and of course liquid refreshments!

Gaby with a freshly caught octopus.

Carlos the cook with a steaming octopus ready for an ajillo chile salsa.

Mmmmmmm, Eleazar really knows how do these lobster right with lots of fried onion and garlic. We are off tommorrow to see how they trap lobster and to try and catch giant seabass!!!! Wish us luck!