Following our two days off in Mulege we (and the convoy) headed for the sandy beaches of the Bahia de Concepcion for some relaxation in the sun. It was about a 22km ride to the beach we had in mind. Playa Santispac is the second major beach on the strip and quite beautiful. We found free camping on the north end of the beach with big palapas and stayed three nights. People even came too the beach selling groceries! Our tents spread far as we had quite a group of people: Dave (from Canada) & Ushi (from Germany) played the sitar and carcosonnone, Justin (from Vancouver) took great photos of everyone, Paul & Alexa (both from Minniapolis) spoke spanish fluently and offered us all to stay with them for Christmas at Guadelahara (only 1000km and 3 weeks away), Peter (from Canada?) played music on his bike, Maggie & Bryan shot fish with the spear gun, Paul (from England) spoke with his crazy British accent and had a bit different view of everything.
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| From Left: Justin, Paul/Alexa (tandem bike), Rigel, Bryan, Ushi, Maggie, Dave, Peter, Erin. |
What a paradise! From white sandy beaches, plenty of fish and shellfish (which we cooked on the fire) to palapas for shelter and, on the other end of the beach, hot springs sometimes too hot to stick your toes into. Paul (an architect) decorated the fire pit with shells from the sand (of which were plenty) around the pit. The result was very attractive! The fellow that owned the beach (Marco) had chickens and geese that were absolutely crazy. Crazier were the birds that would dive-bomb fish the ocean from 250 feet in the air like kamikaze pilots.
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| Boredom leads to wonderous achievements |
And while cruising around we quickly realized that the many sting rays and blow-fish meant we should really be wearing shoes and watching where we step before going into the ocean. In the mornings the ocean was very calm, but each afternoon the wind seemed to pick up and make the bahia choppy as well as shrouding the sun with clouds from the North East. Still, each morning was dew and condensation free which was a real treat after the desert. I tried using the spear gun and mistook a puffer fish for something edible. Well, easily edible. What a hassle trying to push a puffed up ball of poisonous spikes off a steel spear is. The fish lived and swam away - small consolation for not getting a real fish. The mornings are definitely the better snorkel fishing time of day as the sea is much calmer then.
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| A puffer fish on a spear is a liability |
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