Monthly Archives: February 2014

Is That A Shark?

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We’ve spent a significant portion of this trip staying off the beaten path and ignoring offers to take guided tours, go on planned hikes, or pay entry fees in general of any kind.  I like to say that this is because of our indomitable spirit of self reliance and adventure, Val would probably (fairly) point …

Los(t) Dolores: The Best Laid Plans

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Toward the end of our stay at Agua Verde, Ashek and I were chatting with Kirby and comparing notes on where we might be headed next. Val and I have learned in our travels that our single best resource when solving for the “what do we do next” problem is other travelers. The more grizzled …

Gallery Time: About Those Snakes…

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Limited bandwidth has been really frustrating my efforts to get pictures of the adventures up, but I fought through the pain, munching on some peanuts and sneaking a beer from the fridge in the truck while loitering at a dive shop in Cabo Pulmo and can now present the following annotated gallery of our pre …

Eight!

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Leonie, as of about three o’clock in the morning, is now eight. The girls and Val are in the tent right now, enjoying the first chapter of a book that was one of the gifts tonight. It is still, as calm a night as we’ve had since we made camp here on the beach at …

Of Mice and Men

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From my journal dated 2/06: Tomorrow will mark our seventh day camping just below the hot springs, and while I feel like this tribute is going to sound familiar (and despite the fact that it did its level best to drive us into the sea) Val and I are in agreement that the Agua Verde …

Six…

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Oh, there is lots to catch up on, an overwhelming amount, as we not  hours ago wrapped up a 200 mile backcountry trip in the company of fellow adventurers Alex and Ashek, and touched down in La Paz for our first hot shower in a period of time that many would argue was far too …

The Bad Parenting Playbook: Shots With Dad

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If you don’t teach them, who will? After a grueling day of snorkeling and chasing after puffer to try to agitate them enough to make them actually puff, we decided it was time for a cocktail.  Typically, this means a beer for dad and a juice for the ladybugs, but we’re in Mexico for the …

A Mighty Wind

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We left Playa Escondida with heavy hearts on Wednesday morning, the third in a wave of departures, watching first as Feral’s old Dodge worked its way up the saddle and out of sight, then Ashek and Alex’s lovely old Rover, and finally it was our turn. Our plan was to head south to what appeared …