For decades when passing by Bajamar on my way to Cabo, I had a
dream of some perfect uncrowded breaking wave just out of sight.
Years later, I read about the cng plant that was built cutting off access
to all, even those who would want to boat in south of Bajamar.
A friend I met who worked as a chemist for a large worldwide oil
company and had worked on that CNG plant showed me some videos
he took of that exclusive wave breaking. That was the wave I had
dreamed of while never knowing it was there for real. That area of
the ocean south of Bajamar is now a highly restricted zone and
heavily guarded against any approach from the land or the sea. Or the air, I suspect.
How did I dream of a breaking wave I never knew existed? Where did
that dream come from? Pursuit of uncrowded waves has to be of
blame. At least I got to see what I had been dreaming about for
decades. A dream come true at last, but still only a dream that no
one will ever ride. 'The stuff that dreams are made of'. haha
while passing by.
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