Requison Every year, for the last twenty or so, my wife and I have spent several months south of the border.
Few places are left we haven’t visited during that time with our old sailboat we had for 33 years and now, with an 15 year old Toyota camper, who has transported us over roads few dare to cross in an four wheel drive.
Baja is one of the few places left in America with a touch of the old West, still almost devoid of mass invasions of people and the sterilized facilities we call the Great Outdoors here at home. Here are some of my memories.
  the beauty of the desert vermillion flycatcher Whales on the bow baja06_081 baja06_104 on the way to San Basilio