A Travellerspoint blog

December 2011



We crossed into Mexico without incident at Tijuana after we finished up with our errands in San Diego. We ended up with a couple of new boards (6’8” fish for Paul and a 7’2” hybrid for Susan) to fill the Thule box along with a handful of other stuff that is easier to obtain north of the border. We stayed the night just south of Ensenada before trucking all the way to my favorite point break about 500 kms south. The surf was decent on arrival though it deteriorated rapidly and we weathered a day or two of bocce ball on the beach along with a few Pacifico Ballenas (1 litter beers) until it cleared up and the waves started breaking in our favor. Leaving the Pacific would have been a lot harder if my shoulders weren’t completely worn out from paddling, so we drove to the inside of the peninsula to do some snorkeling and fishing.
We stayed at a somewhat isolated free camp site on the Sea of Cortes for about a week. The snorkelling and fishing were very relaxing. Susie got a nice sunburn and Paul got to take the speargun out for a spin. Now we are at a cheap, cavernous hotel in La Paz with ferry tickets and vehicle importation for the mainland. The plan is to head up the coast for a bit more relaxing on the beach before heading over on the ferry just before Christmas.
Here are some photos from the last few weeks on beautiful Baja.












Posted by PaulTodd 19:44 Archived in Mexico Comments (0)

Slab City

The strange and amazing camping experience.

So this is a little late since we have been in Mexico for several weeks already, but I wanted to post some pictures of the most random and whimsical camping experience we have had yet.

After consulting a free camping website, we found a spot inland in southern California near a town called Niland by the name of Slab City. If you have seen the film 'Into the Wild' you may be familiar with the spot. It is a random spot in the desert with a bunch of people living for free in an ecclectic spontaneous community that attracts a pretty full spectrum of people. It is kind of like burning man that never ends (minus the burning of the man).

We rolled in, following a mustang convertible with six hippies (plus gear and musical insrtuments), and set up to find out that Slab City has its own radio station, cafe, bar, book exchange, Holy site (salvation mountain), pet cemetary, and welcoming committee. The 'town'is a plowed down military base in the desert, of which only the cement slabs are left. Many people set up and live in school buses, RVs, and other mobile accomodations.

After wandering around (and being threatened by many angry dogs who were luckily chained up) we decided that it is a bit like a microcosm for a bigger city. The inner city, which once bustling and busy, is full, almost exclusively, of young crusty punks. There is a lot of trash left behind from likely many decandes of people living in mobile rigs. People in fancy larger RVs have expanded to the outskirts of 'town'.

It was a real interesting place to spend a night. I would not hesitate to return with an open mind and a lot more time.

Here are some photos of Slavation mountain and Slab City:





Posted by SusieMiller 19:08 Archived in USA Comments (0)

(Entries 1 - 2 of 2) Page [1]