Car loaded with all the required equipment: board, sunscreen, towel, drinking water ( yes guys, down here you better watch out for this) and the desire of exploring the most remote and isolated area of Los Cabos.
Lying ahead, one hour and half of different maintained level of dirt roads. The landscape, arid, dry, hostile to humans, but arguably beautiful in its own and unique way.
Driving myself focused on the bumpy and treacherous road, a couple of radio stations make some company. The topics vary from some medical treatments, to some businesses oriented to entertain the hordes of tourist in this piece of land (mostly the neighbours across the Río Grande), and some uninteristing issues.
Along the journey, many of the native fauna came out to greet me: blue neck lizards, everywhere, as if they were guards taking notes of the "alien visitors"; vultures, patrolling the bright blue sky. And at this point, I have to share an image that mesmerized me and pulled the imagination trigger: a large vulture posing on top of a massive cactus, waiting, as in old Western film, for a merciless and ruthless sun to accomplish its job: make you bend your knees to the dusty ground and pray...
Desert hares, hopping carelessly; a dingo type wild dog; and a decent size snake. On the ocean side, a whole bunch of crabs run back and forth playfully; and my beloved pelicans in its coast guards rol, patrolling all over...
In regards to the landscape, rugged coast, combining secluded and entirely human free beaches. And the colours!! That wise saying: "a picture is worth thousand words" Wasn`t it like that?
The propeller, once again, the endless search for wave. And speaking about the devil, I should start narrating my adventures (more often than not misadventures) but we`ll leave that for another occasion, raincheck!! (that reminds me that I`m still waiting for the one I had been promised).
Have a good night!!
