Originally posted by 805gregg
The first post in this thread reminds me of a trip I made with my wife and a good friend with his wife. We drove straight though from our small house
in OB to SJDC. Alternating drivers we made it in 24 hrs. We pulled up to the beach at zippers and since it was ungodly hot we sat under the only open
palapa on the beach. We ended up staying 9 days there, with our large beach towels draped from the palapa rotated around with the sun, it was like a
sultans tent. A very nice local would come by to collect rent, he collected from the other palapas but would hang at ours and have teqilla with us. He
road a 10 speed bike, with a clear radio that hung from the cross bar .He was very proud of that radio and would play it everyday. The surf was small
so we surfed when we could and went to the El Jardin restaurant on alternating nights. The other nights we would go the the fish processing plant
toward the river mouth and buy fish, they had large piles of sharks there every time we went. After about a week the swell started to rise. All the
boats from the Pamilla were moved well off shore and re anchored. We got good 10 foot waves at Old Mans then the wind started to come up. We decided
it would be good to leave. We headed north stopping at Punta Santa Rosalillita, a friend told us there were good waves there, but the swell was way
too far south to get in. We fished and had a good time in the seven sisters area way before it was a secret. There we met a guy named George that was
heading south. When he found out we were heading north he told us he had found a lobster trap, and if we would drop it off at his friend Jose's house
near the Colonet river he would appreciate it. We said sure. We pulled in to the dry river bed and drove down to near the beach and camped. My buddy
and I left our wives and went to find Jose. We came to a gate that had a sign that said Jose's place, camping allowed, donninos played and english
spoken, we had found Jose. We gave him the lobster trap and told him George had sent it. What a character, he was a small guy full of enegry and fun.
He told us he had owned the Chicago Club in TJ but with all the police hassels had retired to Colonet. We sat on down on an old VW van seat in his
small dirt floor house. We put our feet up on the large wash tub in front of us covered with an oil cloth. He had his 55 gallon drum stove going. He
asked us if we wanted some carnitas tacos, wow we said sure, he pulled back the oilskin and there was a freshly slaughtered pig. We ate our fill of
the best tacos we had ever had, and thanked him for such a warm welcome and headed back to our wives. Boy were they peeed, we had been gone for about
4 hrs. Another great time in Baja, I wouldn't trade the memory for anything, but I would trade the today Baja for that one in a second.
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