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What's the craziest thing you ever did in Baja?

Ken Cooke - 9-20-2006 at 10:04 PM

Okay, we've got a collective 1,000 years of Baja travel here. I want to hear some funny campfire stories!

Ken Cooke - 9-20-2006 at 10:15 PM

I went on a 4WD road through the San Juans with my friend Andrew. We left the wives to take nature photos. Once we got way down the road, a truck full of men guarding their "Drip Irrigation Fields" appeared causing Suzanne and Gretchen to have to hide in the bushes. Andrew and I returned 15 min. later and heard the amazing story. 30 min. later while splashing in a waterfall near the dirt road, the same men reappeared (5 or so in the pickup bed), but were greeted by Andrew and I waving at the men, frustrating them enough to leave immediately.

Sharksbaja - 9-20-2006 at 11:07 PM

Bought a house on the rio.... :wow:

FARASHA - 9-20-2006 at 11:42 PM

Hey, that beats definatley Ken's story Corky!! :lol:

Good to see your humor is still there! :biggrin:

FARASHA - 9-21-2006 at 01:30 AM

Craziest thing in BAJA was for ME to collect once a week (or so)SCORPIONS in the house I stayed in last time.
Put them in a tupperware box and took close-up's.
Then releasing them soemwhere in the wild.

Diver - 9-21-2006 at 05:25 AM

Here is a reprint of a story I posted a while back. This happened 3 years ago. When we got to El Requeson last year, my wife met some people on the beach that told her the story of the crazy gringo with the shovel. I am famous !!

Picture this;
A somewhat overweight, gray-bearded gringo awakens in his camper to the sound of his wife saying that someone is outside and she thinks they stole our gas can....

Picture this;
A somewhat overweight, gray-bearded gringo in night shorts, pajama top and slippers running (well kinda) half way around El Requeson carrying a folding camp shovel....

Picture this;
A somewhat overweight, gray-bearded, out-of-breath gringo stops and realizes "What the heck am I doing ?" as the three banditos notice him approaching. They jump into their pick-up and speed by (could have hit me but probably realized that my bulk would damge their little truck) and received a camp shovel in the windshield for their trouble. Luckily, they elected to keep going, so there is still a somewhat overweight, gray-bearded gringo to tell the story !!

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I ran a road block in El Rosario

Paulina - 9-21-2006 at 07:24 AM

But I don't have the story on my computer anymore. Maybe Bedman has it?

P<*)))><

Tomas Tierra - 9-21-2006 at 07:32 AM

Drove at night once...

Mexitron - 9-21-2006 at 08:03 AM

What happens in Baja stays in Baja...

Bob H - 9-21-2006 at 09:09 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by Mexitron
What happens in Baja stays in Baja...

Hahahaahahaaaaaaaaaa :tumble:

David K - 9-21-2006 at 09:23 AM

Lorenzo de Baja and I hiked up to the Agua Caliente/ Valle Chico hot springs Dec. 31, 2000 and came across a large 'drip irrigation project' that we called a 'cilantro farm' LOL!

The two workers tending to the operation (a mile up a canyon from where a 4WD could drive) did not kill us, as we first feared... but did ask if we could take them to San Felipe that evening for the New Years Eve fiesta!!!

Photos at: http://www.vivabaja.com/baja_2001

[Edited on 9-21-2006 by David K]

Al G - 9-21-2006 at 10:00 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by David K
Lorenzo de Baja and I hiked up to the Agua Caliente/ Valle Chico hot springs Dec. 31, 2000 and came across a large 'drip irrigation project' that we called a 'cilantro farm' LOL!

The two workers tending to the operation (a mile up a canyon from where a 4WD could drive) did not kill us, as we first feared... but did ask if we could take them to San Felipe that evening for the New Years Eve fiesta!!!

Photos at: http://www.vivabaja.com/baja_2001

[Edited on 9-21-2006 by David K]

Been wondering what I would say if I did the same. I was thinking "Nice parsley patch" , but I sure cilantro would work better. :lol:

[Edited on 9-21-2006 by Al G]

I agree with Mexitron-------------

Barry A. - 9-21-2006 at 10:06 AM

----------what happens in Baja, stays in Baja :lol:

Axel - 9-21-2006 at 10:50 AM

1. Took my ex-brother in law and his buddies on a surf trip. They were Navy seals just back from Desert Storm. They brought there guns and attitudes with them. Absolute nightmare.

2. Drove over what looked to be dry mud. I noticed that I was bogging down so I went straight for safety. My knuckle head friend decided to play in it. We spent most of the day getting him out.

Go down (and back up) 'The Widowmaker'!

David K - 9-21-2006 at 01:41 PM

Baja Mur was on a motorcycle and I was on a quad, May 1, 1999... Pretty scary stuff...

Coming back up, we both wiped out... got bloody on the rocks!

I couldn't wait to go back... it was awesome!

Doing it in my Tacoma was much better than on the quad!

Here is a photo of Chicago Ross's Jeep follwing me down, about where my blood was shed 4 years before!

This is just over one mile before reaching Mision Santa Maria, between Santa Ynez and Gonzaga Bay...

My truck at the mission...

dravnx - 9-21-2006 at 04:01 PM

Was camping on the beach at Juncalito one year with my buddy Jed. Spent a few days fishing, diving, drinking etc. This guy John shows up, sets up camp next to us and we kind of adopts him. He doesn't have much food so we end up feeding him for a few days. One night he runs into town and comes back with the cheapest tequila money can buy. As a result, I did what is now called sand swimming, thats trying to crawl on all fours in the sand without any brain function. Fast forward 5 years, same beach, same date (New Years Eve) and me and Jed now have our wives with us. We're sitting around the campfire, dinner is just about ready to be served and Jed is telling the story about John, cheap takillya and sand swimming when up walks someone into our camp and says "Hey hows everyone doing"? Not too strange as it is NYE in Juncalito. The stranger walks closer to the fire and now I can see who it is.......John. This time we supply the tequila and we all have a great laugh and a good meal to celebrate the new year.

toneart - 9-21-2006 at 04:14 PM

Like Sharks, I got my feet wet in realestate en el rio de Mulege. I'll be there next week to play in the mud baths.

windgrrl - 9-21-2006 at 04:36 PM

It's a 3-way tie between
...the time I noticed the military was scoping us while we were kayaking
...the time we were getting our kidneys readjusted hurtling down an arroyo washboard shortcut with an intoxicated taxi driver
...the first time I broke the margarita mind barrier.

Ken Cooke - 9-21-2006 at 06:08 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Mexitron
What happens in Baja stays in Baja...

I've got one of those...and it happened in front of a Tijuana cop! Ppl still can't believe it when I tell them... :lol:

Picked up a Mexican hitchiker

Baja Bernie - 9-21-2006 at 06:40 PM

and had him get in the back of my Toyota p/u with a shell had him climb in the back because the front seat was full of stuff. Down the road I looked in the rearview mirror and saw him putting his rifle back together (guess it was in the sack he carried. Anyway, I slammed on the brakes, jumped out, grabbed the barrel and hauled his ass out and broke the rifle down again and hauled ass.
That was back in about 1970 and I never picked up anybody again--in Baja or anywhere else.

Yeah! she still be fun!

vgabndo - 9-21-2006 at 06:49 PM

Hmmmm, maybe not craziest, but certainly least well advised.

1969 somewhere between La Rumorosa and Laguna Juarez. VW crewcab pick up with two dirt bikes in the back. Dark. Very dark. Lost. Very lost. Alone. Yes, very alone. Decided to cut my losses when I came to the end of the trail I was on.
Laid out my bag. Got out of my clothes. Put my flashlight in my boot where I could find it, then decided I needed to relieve myself. I took three steps away from my bag and walked my naked midsection into a very health cholla. Didn't get to sleep until MUCH later. Forgot all about needing to pee.

Craziest??

frizkie - 9-21-2006 at 07:08 PM

Well, it was probably not the craziest thing I've ever done in Baja but it was one of the most memorable.
It was on New Year's Eve 1999 a bunch of us camped at the bluffs at Cabo Pulmo. Big bonfire on the beach, lots good food, good friends, cervesas, tequila, and champagne.
At about five to twelve myself and five other girls stripped down and plunged naked into the Sea of Cortez...we didn't come out until the next millenium. About fifteen minutes past twelve in the year 2000.
GREAT party!!! :bounce:

JG - 9-21-2006 at 07:48 PM

In May of 97 Mi Esposa and I were returning from a month of 4wd camping /fishing , (spent mostly in Los Frailes). After early breakfast we left Guerro Negro figuring on a pleasant 11 hour drive home to Leucadia Ca..WRONG!! Around LA Bay turn off noticed a compleate lack of south bound traffic and was told at a checkpoint that the road was closed in El Rosario due to a rock slide. It was apparent after seeing any small truck stop loaded with trucks / buses / cars , this is gonna be a long one.

Approaching El R pulled up to a 1 mile north bound stopped line of cars / busses etc. We were told by our new freinds that the towns folk blocked the hiway the morning before and no one could pass until an unpaid debt by the hiway department to the eijdo was settled, as I recall a fee of 50 pesos per km per year to allow the road to cross their land....sounded like a bargain to me!

We were told by the mixed travelers the night before was a bit more than unpleasant.....the home boys were plastered and aggresive enjoying their new found power...(I'm talkin app. 100 young and middle age guys). People that tried to go thru the river bed to get around the semi that blocked the hiway were threatened with rifles ,beatings etc. We were missing Fralies about now!

We set up our GREAT ESCAPE with a nice experienced Gringo in a Ford van and a German couple in a VW rental car....getting nervous now, but didnt want to enjoy this scene for the advertised 2 more days!! The local police told me they could do nothing, same with the hiway patrol and Feds.

After walking our escape route behind some stores/ houses/ a school etc and across the ball field, to the hiway, we all agreed it would work..and got ready..OH BOY THIS SHOULD BE FUN!

Mi Esposa walked to the west of the crowd and we waited for her hi sign (in the binocs)... AND WE ARE OFF!!

Right after I dodged 2 locals and took the upper front corner of the camper off on an over hanging tree limb, saw my pals make it up to the road and off they went North. Not to be left behind, punched it across the ball field trying to beat the now enlightened crowd to the only exit...dam near did it too...now comes the rocks and bottles...HATE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS!!!

Dejected ,however strangely elated ,resumed my now familiar place in line ...waiting for surely what promised to be a memorable evening!!!

Late in the afternoon an offical showed up ..cut a check...the police had the barricade moved and off we went...(by this time cars were app.2miles north and south of the west end of town. Pulling up to the check point on the mesa north of ER ..was told by the Army they could do nothing because the beef was between the town and the goverment...and they were not part of the goverment!!...SWELL!!

Got no help from the Mex ins. co. because I was off the pavement at time of impact...GREAT!

Shoulda gone to LA Bay for a few more days ...but nooo!

After being treated to the equivelent of a camper high colonic in secondary. we were snungly in our bed @ 3am. Oh ..sweet dreams!

David K - 9-21-2006 at 07:58 PM

That sounds very close to the event Paulina was talking about...

The road block was at the river crossing, east of town.

There is a road along the south bank of the river all the way to Rosario de Abajo (the old main Baja road was part of this)...

Paulina (and children) returning north after time at Bahia de L.A. was having none of this...

I will pause, because Paulina tells her story far better than I! Plus she actually may have different 'facts' than I (LOL)!

Paulina, please give it a shot... unless there is a Nomad who saved that story from Amigos de Baja...

JG - 9-22-2006 at 09:26 AM

David K..

Do you remember what year this happened to Paulina? I have heard the free thinking folks of El Rosario have pulled this at least twice...Thanks..JG

bajarich - 9-22-2006 at 10:06 AM

In 1996, I drove my VW Westfalia into San Basilio Cove (north of Loreto). There were several stretches of very fine dust that were about a foot deep and a hundred yards long. We just gunned it and powered through, until, in one of them, we started bouncing up and down and then Crash!! We hit a rock, damaging the skid plate that holds our spare tire (although not too bad).

About 8 or 9 miles in, we came to a steep hill that we started down toward the Sea of Cortez. After some debate, we again decided to go for it. Halfway down we came to another area of deep dust and I was sure we would never make it back up since VW's are not noted for power, and it is only 2wd. We tried to back up the hill, but only proceeded to bury our back tires. The decision had been made for us, so we proceeded down the hill to the cove, where we found several other campers (all with 4wd). They were all amazed to see a VW Van in there. One of them offered to help us get out so we left when they did after several days of camping. To our surprise, we managed to negociate the hill without the extra help and we made it out ok.

This is the trip where I decided to get a 4wd drive and quit beating up my Vanagon. It still goes off-road, but only places I know I can get out of.

Cypress - 9-22-2006 at 02:35 PM

Offered a guy two dollars after he cleaned 25 pargo for me down on the dock at Cabo San Lucas.

Knew better! :yes:

comitan - 9-22-2006 at 02:55 PM

One of the closures was june 1997 The closure started down by the police station I believe, The road was blocked and the vehicles took up all the lanes clear back up the hill, we were lucky enough to be at Antonios Pemex so we had a bathroom, about 2:pm they opened it up and all the big diesel trucks let go with their air horns that whole valley echoed with sound.

CasadelCardon - 9-22-2006 at 04:12 PM

Back in 1989, we had just finished our first week-long mule trip into the Sierra San Francisco. On the way back to Southern California, we decided to check out El Marmol. We pulled in and parked near the foundations of the old superintendent’s house north of the arroyo. We got out walked all around, etc. When we decided to leave, I was walking in the arroyo, my husband was at the wheel of our old Landcruiser backing down. All of a sudden I heard a funny sound. Looking back up towards the car, I can see that the right rear wheel is hanging in midair over an open well. Ay caramba! We never even saw the well! Though I remembered reading about it in the AAA guidebook. The left front wheel was also up in the air. We were all alone and couldn’t figure out a way to get us out of this situation. I had visions of my husband and beloved Landcruiser at the bottom of the well and me stuck in the middle of nowhere.

So we decided we’d have to walk out to the highway to seek help. Since we had been in the Sierras, we had given away all of our small canteens. We only had a 2.5 gal water container. So we lugged that down the road. After about a mile or so, a little pick up comes rumbling our way. Hallelujah! We are saved! Two US Air Force guys on their first trip to Baja. They took us back to El Marmol. They tried to tow us but our car was too heavy for their pickup. There was an old bulldozer that my husband thought he might be able to start if need be. I roamed around El Marmol looking for anything that we might use. I found some old loading ramps that were used to load small onyx blocks. We then had to jack up the car, putting blocks of nice square onyx under the differential. We laid the ramps across the open well, lowered the card down and drove off!

So that another unsuspecting visitor wouldn’t do the same thing, I carefully put rocks all around the outside of the well. Of course, next time we visited all the rocks were at the bottom of the well.

Kathy de Santispac

DanO - 9-22-2006 at 05:28 PM

Some years ago a bunch of buddies of mine and I rented a house on the beach at Punta Estero for a few days. A few of the guys went out to Baja Country Club to play golf, and, as I learned later, totalled one of their golf carts and took off without paying for it. Security apparently chased them for a bit, but they got away, and ignored my advice to go back and make it all good with a few dollars. They obviously needed a lesson. Later that day, the ringleader and a few others were out in the estero playing around on a jet ski. I hired one of the rent-a-cops out there to go down to the shore when the ringleader pulled up, act like a real cop, cuff him, and drag him back to the patrol car. I do believe my good friend peed in his swim trunks.

[Edited on 9-23-2006 by DanO]

FARASHA - 9-23-2006 at 11:31 AM

:bounce:

yesssss , good story - AND I bet - better not messin' around, with you around, uh?? :lol:

DanO - 9-23-2006 at 12:23 PM

Well, he had his revenge. The house we rented was rented in my name, with my money down as a security deposit. Nice place, even had a beautiful fountain in a central courtyard. As my friend and a few others were pulling out of town at 5:30 a.m. the day we were scheduled to leave, he set off a M300 (I think -- the one that looks like a stick of dynamite) that he had stuffed into the middle of a ten pound bag of Smart & Final tortilla chips, which was placed in the middle of the fountain in the courtyard (and right outside my bedroom window). Besides waking up everybody in a half mile radius and nearly shattering my window, the explosion blasted the ten pounds of chips into confetti. The confetti that landed in the fountain combined with the water in the fountain to form a sort of lumpy masa that clogged the fountain's pump, causing it to overflow and fill the courtyard. The courtyard was littered with the rest of the chip confetti (except for the stuff on the roof), which got wet and gooey and stuck very nicely to everything on the ground in the courtyard -- tile, potted plants, etc. It took about three hours to clean the place up, half of which was spent scooping the chip goo out of the fountain with a slotted spoon. I left the chips on the roof for the seagulls.

Traveling with that bunch of jokers can be a challenge. Know what happens when you walk into a roomful of people and toss a bunch of fig newtons up into the ceiling fan that's spinning at its highest setting? It ain't pretty, I'll tell you. Or, if you have any friends that are allergic to bee stings, try this: arrange for the group to do some all-day outside activity where there are likely to be bees, and where you are required to stop for lunch (kayaking in the San Juan Islands in the summer is good -- lots of bees for some reason). For your lunch, select a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and eat half. Take the other half, separate the two slices of bread, and discreetly stick them to the back of your allergic friend's wetsuit, shirt, life vest, or what have you. Then stand back and enjoy the fun as he runs for his life from the swarming insects. (I must say that in retrospect, it probably wasn't a good idea, and I wasn't the genius who did it, but I don't think I've ever laughed harder in my life. I had a cramp in my face for the rest of the day.)

:biggrin:

FARASHA - 9-23-2006 at 01:13 PM

:lol:

just imagined all the chips, the fountain, .................hell of a mess, wild boys - eh?
reminds me of some crazy things I did - but not in Baja, so can't drop it here. :biggrin:

Geronimo - 9-23-2006 at 02:21 PM

I was 18 when I started going to San Felipe. I will not tell the stories here as some of you may have seen me! I was always welcomed back to the Riviera hotel and was surprised every time, guess we gave security something to do all night? All I can say is that for two years we went every two months. I am lucky to be alive or rotting away in Mexican jail. Two years ago I went to the shrimp festival and surprised many friends that I was in town after dark. Dinner in the Edijo and early to bed is the norm now, I like it better.

[Edited on 9-23-2006 by Geronimo]

Swimming until the next Millenium ?

MrBillM - 9-23-2006 at 03:09 PM

Actually, the new millenium began at one second past midnight on January 1, 2001.

Now, that would have been a long swim.

Debra - 9-23-2006 at 03:17 PM

Brought my husband! :fire:

David K - 9-23-2006 at 03:28 PM

That's funny Travelpearl! :lol:

Paulina - 9-24-2006 at 07:50 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by Debra
Brought my husband! :fire:

I can't stop laughing!! :lol:

longlegsinlapaz - 9-24-2006 at 08:25 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by CasadelCardon
my husband and beloved Landcruiser
Kathy de Santispac

Kathy: LMAO :lol:

I notice it was just your husband, but it was your BELOVED Landcruiser!!!

Dano, as someone who is allergic to bee stings & goes into anaphalactic shock from a wasp sting, I hope you now know that those idiots you were with could have literally killed that guy. Not all that different than taking a gun & shooting him! I hope over the intervening years, that you'd NOW put an immediate stop to it rather than laugh as you watched someone quite possibly die! Not so humerous in hindsight, huh! With the actual property damage you described, I hope you run with a more mature crowd these days!

Heres mine

BAJACAT - 9-24-2006 at 08:11 PM

Back in 1985 while in guadalupe canyon we took showers on the arroyo falls naked with two naked girls and their boyfriends(naked boyfriends) that we just meet from riverside...:moon: :saint:

:moon:

Paulina - 9-24-2006 at 10:33 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by JG
David K..

Do you remember what year this happened to Paulina? I have heard the free thinking folks of El Rosario have pulled this at least twice...Thanks..JG

JG,
I posted my story on the general discussion forum. From what I remember, the town folks did pull this trick a few times. I think we both may have happened upon it at the same time. Back on the Amigos de Baja board I remember someone posting about running the blockade, but going up and over the hill, heading north. They were met with rocks and other various items thrown at them to the point that they didn't feel safe should they stop, but kept on going, making it through.
The good old days....
P.<*)))><

DanO - 9-25-2006 at 11:36 AM

Legs and Lencho -- I can confirm that as a general matter, that group suffered from YMD syndrome (young, male and dumb) coupled with TMT (too much testosterone). At the time, none of us had any idea how serious that particular gag was. I know better now (I've got a couple of epi pens myself).

Ultimately, we all got married, had kids, and our wives put an end to our group escapades. Which was probably a good thing, as our annual get togethers were like early versions of burro. We had lots of fun, but the physical injuries took a toll -- countless bruises and lacerations, infections and abcesses, torn scalps and concussions, broken ribs and torn rib cartillage (that was a lot of fun -- NOT!), nasty encounters with dangerous plants (e.g., stinging nettles), you name it. And then there was the time my buddy Paul tried to pick up on a ranchero's girlfriend in Hussongs . . . .

It's a wonder we all lived through it.

Cypress - 9-25-2006 at 12:01 PM

DanO, We all lived through "it" and "it" was fun. :bounce:

It's still fun, but not at the expense of others. :bounce:

worst thing in Baja

jide - 9-25-2006 at 03:54 PM

Worst thing in Baja to me happened exactly a year ago, upper Guadalupe Canyon ..... running into unidentified human remains, and still waiting on the results of the autopsy....

vgabndo - 9-25-2006 at 06:07 PM

Jide:

It's driving me crazy. How do you pronounce your handle?? :?:

JG - 9-25-2006 at 06:25 PM

An Old Game...

My freind Skip Built a house on his Papa Willies property some years ago near the beach of San Antinio Del Mar. The game was to tow a feller on a car hood at low tide with a long rope on the beach. Things would get interesting when the driver would "ball and chain" the rider over dips or piles of kelp at 50 miles per hr.....Fun was had by all.

Oso - 9-25-2006 at 06:38 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by lencho

Quote:

Originally posted by DanO
It's a wonder we all lived through it.

Pretty funny-- that was precisely the answer I was going to give to your post.

It *astounds* me that so many of us have survived past adolescence. So many chances to off ourselves, and we somehow scrape through...

--Larry

Ate a puffer in SF, ignored 110 with no hat, drove drunk, at night, alone, carried a gun, and a baggie of u-no-whut, let a Mexican hitchiker talk me into a ride at GN Pemex- shoulda known better when he asked for a ride north and I said I was going south and he said that was ok too. Nothing serious but had to listen to his hard-luck story until I gave him 20P and got rid of him in Mulege. Middle of summer, effen hot, found most enjoyable activity to be driving with AC on, just kept driving and driving and driving... spent little time enjoying anywhere because I just kept driving and driving and driving. Only defense= young and stupid, a long long time ago.

Al G - 9-25-2006 at 06:50 PM

Oso didn't they make fishing poles then?
:lol:

Wave jumping

JZ - 9-25-2006 at 08:45 PM

I posted this on Baja.net a couple years ago when Grover started a very similar thread.

"Ok, I'll bite, but please don't (totally) judge me from the following (to quote Grover: 'not quite lived up to the norms of behavior and judgment we would like ourselves and others to abide...'

As a preface: when I bought my Zodiac dingy from a "sedate/calm" late-40's dude at the boat shop, I clearly remember the only time he really livened-up. It was a story re-calling his youth, and some fun he had "wave-jumping." I had never heard that term before, and it was one of those things that you thing (visualize) about. I still remember the smirk on this face and the weird gleam in this eye.

OK, fast forward. A long-time friend from OH brought a couple buddies out to CA. We headed down to Ensenada with my 30 footer in tow. I guy that works with me, Mason, tags along. Mason is originally from Alabama, we call him Alabamie (for prospective: he introduces himself to Senorita's as having LA style and Southern Charm ). Ok, you've got the cast now.

One more background piece: I remember reading on Amigos, about Roberto discussing the world-class surf (20') off Todos Santos Isle. It was inspiring and I told the guys it was something we wanted to check out.

We woke up at 8:00 AM rearing at to go out on the ocean, only to find Santa Ana conditions. It was blowing about 25 mph. There were white caps in the harbor at Marina Coral . 3 guys decided to sleep in (backed-out???), 3 went for it (the wrong 3).

I wasn't expecting to be out-long, given the conditions. We get out there and the wind claimed down quite fast and it wasn't so rough. So we've got three A type personalities on board, boredom from mild conditions, and a beer supply for six. So of course, out come the cerevza, Well one leads to another, to another, to another (you get the point).

By this time, we get out to see Roberto's world class Todo Santos' surf. The Pacific swell isn't running to high, but the waves are still pretty damn impressive!!!. So we hang-out watching the surf (and one daring surfer) for a while.

OK, time to head back (out of cerveza!?). For some still unknown reason, that weird guy's smirk about wave jumping pops in my mind. So I decided to do a little jumping of the very outside of the wave, way far from its max peak.

Well, apparently, Alabamie wasn't that impressed, as he states in his deep southern draw "that was a waste off my time..."

OK!, let's try again!!! This time a little closer to the peak. Well, let's just say for the novice on the ocean, wave patterns are never the same twice. And if I didn't know that at the time, I can guarantee you I know it now. So while I don't think we swang much closer, this pass proved to be a lot different. As we approached the wave for the second time, fear gripped "all" of us. As we neared the wave, it became obvious we weren't going to face a 4-5 footer this time, but at 12-15' monster!!!

Well, I had the common sense (stupidity) to punch all 630 hp.

As we cleared that sob and went "wave jumping," I was confident that Alabamie got his money's worth..."

Wave Jumping.jpg - 40kB

kellychapman - 9-26-2006 at 09:13 AM

looks like a "cigarette boat" outrunning the law. That would have scared me to death and man o man you are one wild and crazy dude!!!!!
The craziest thing I ever did which is small compared to the rest of the stories.....besides drink too much and get crazy of course....
I was in Cabo about 20 years ago having the time of my life...when my drunken (now ex) was out prowling around and was looking at the check in guest list at the Finnestera (sorry about the spelling) he noticed a Ronald Regan checked in with another woman....in his drunken stupor he thought it was the US president.and was trying to sneak into his room and get a picture....omg the federalies chased him into the destert and while hiding behind a bush.....he was grabbed from behind by the hankie around his neck and thrown into the cabo jail......I was crazy enough to bail the u kno what out.....should have left him to be sent to mexico city jail.....lol
as for me I had a having a huge bbq here in loreto and did not realize the salchichas had covers on them.....served them with a plastic wrap and they ate them anyway....I was so embarrassed because of course I realized once I had one......the rest of the group was still chewing and chewing and chewing......

and not one said a word because they were so polite...... :spingrin:

That of course was after bragging what a great cook I am......