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dirtbikr
Junior Nomad
Posts: 72
Registered: 11-1-2011
Location: sacramento
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Mood: start slow....then taper off!
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baja-obsessed?
I must be going crazy, whenever I come home from baja I just obsesse about going back. Steinbeck was correct when he said his famous words. FOR WE
MUST LIVE! It seems for me when I cross the border (south) I am in heaven, I guess when crossing the border I am out of the rat race and I can
breathe easier, no tele, phone,newspaper, I truely feel alive for a change, I must be going crazy!
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vivaloha
Nomad
Posts: 140
Registered: 11-12-2007
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Mood: mellow
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I appreciate your raw positive emotion about baja...
welcome to baja nomad.
at one point or another we have all had your youthful
super fired up zeal about baja...you have found it...
all that freedom, all that open terrain, beautiful unspoiled
hills, and flowers and cactus...
there is also an "anything could happen" aspect to the
baja trip...making it home safely with a pocketful of wide
open experiences is partly what being down there is about.
intrepid, different, free...
glad you are digging it dirtbkr...
i appreciate your stoke factor for the wide open baja!
VA
Baja California can be a heaven or hell experience - often the determining factor is your AWARENESS in the moment.
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Islandbuilder
Senior Nomad
Posts: 555
Registered: 11-9-2011
Location: nob
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Mood: bewildered
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Have you considered that instead of going crazy, you're going sane? Our "normal" lives are so disconnected from who we really are and what we need, we
must be crazy not to step out and live in ways that bring us joy.
Just sayin'......
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Osprey
Ultra Nomad
Posts: 3694
Registered: 5-23-2004
Location: Baja Ca. Sur
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Encantada
It really didn’t hit me until we were at 30,000 feet. Big Bob Cleary was asleep on the aisle seat, I had nothing to look at out my little window
because of the cloud cover that started right about the Loreto area. We were on our way home from a spur of the moment fishing trip to southern Baja
California. We both know summer fishing in the Sea of Cortez is better than winter fishing most of the time but we were tired of the cold and rain in
the bay area and just took a shot. Bob called me up at 10:30 at night. We both knew the water was still warm, the fish were biting near Cabo San Lucas
– we are both avid members of Baja Nomad chat board so we were up on the fishing, the weather. Sherry was at her folks’ for the holidays and the
business had already shown it couldn’t get any slower. I had the boarding passes printed by 11:00 and about 35 hours later we were in the air,
destination, Los Cabos.
It was actually hot the first fishing day and we both got a bonus of nearly a limit each of sierra and three nice dorado aboard a superpanga out of
Mar Del Sol. The next day we got blown off, the next was likewise windy so we hired a tour taxi to do a little sightseeing. The driver, Javier, took
us up in the mountains to some interesting little farming villages. At the second one, Miramonte, we stopped for tacos and beer at a little family
joint that was really just a house where they turned one room and the patio into a quaint little café. They were very friendly – the cook was sitting
at the next rustic table mixing something in a bowl. I smiled at the woman and leaned over to see what she was making.
“No es comida. Es medicina.”
A short balding Mexican man brought us some more salsa and chips and said. “Martina es una curandera.”
Another glance at the bowl revealed a nasty looking mess of sticks, stems, leaves and dirt.
“Es para té, para rhuma, Señor Scott.”
My hand automatically went to my left wrist – I left my I.D. bracelet in the room. Then it went to the pocket of my T shirt but nothing on me or on my
gear could tell the woman my name. Bob and I hadn’t exchanged two words while we ate – the goat meat tacos were that deliciously different, the
cerveza a perfect partner for the food.
“You know my name? ¿Conoce me nombre?”
“Si, y su amigo, Roberto.”
Bob said “She knows my name?”
Before I could answer him she said ¿“Son buscadores, como vagabundos, Nomads?”
In my best broken Spanish I asked her how she knew about the Nomads. If I got most of it right she said it was from her friend from another nearby
village. She is a real bruha, she can cast spells, heal without herbs. Her name is Delia and she’s from the village of Santa Amalia.
When I asked her how Delia was connected with this internet group she was vague.
“Ella puede encanta muchas gente. Muchas embruhados agui. Delia no es una hechicera para malo, solamente cosas muy buena.”
I think she said ‘She can charm many people. Many under her spell here. She does her magic for good, not evil.’ – that’s close anyway.
I asked her why Delia would charm Norteamericanos.
“No se, posible para invite aqui, possible para recibe regalos.”
Now, on the plane and almost home I actually questioned myself about this crazy afternoon in a little Mexican village. What about the Nomads? Isn’t it
true their posts sometimes show a total obsession with anything to do with Baja California? Don’t some of them make all kinds of trips down here just
on impulse – like Bob and I just did? Could there actually be some force moving us around? We don’t all come down for the same reason; some just like
to hang on the beach, others love to fish, some are surfers, windsurfers, offroaders. But they all seem to be dying to get back down here no matter
where they’re from or when they were down here last, whether they wrecked their rigs, suffered with Moctezuma or lost a truck full of gear to
banditos.
Don’t they sometimes go through hell and high water to get here – risk all kinds of problems at the border, run the drug/crime/death corridor, pull
huge trailers, boats, toys down a narrow two-lane with no shoulders. Some run down with no real plans as though they were being chased. Diver’s cabin
fever when being snowbound is palpable, you couldn’t keep Woody from Baja waves unless you killed him and with Bajacat, lots of others, Baja is their
very lifeblood, the sine qua non of their fulfillment – I would think many Nomads would agree there is something pulling them, something powerful,
ineluctable about the place, the idea of the place. Are they, are we all possessed?
No Scott, you’re not gonna go there. Just something in the goat meat, just a crazy couple at a taco stand messin’ with the gringos. When Bob wakes up
I’m not even going to talk to him about it. I might mention the thing about Delia, the village.
Just for kicks, the next time we come down, for our regular planned trip in May, maybe we could find the village, look her up, check out the crazy
story. Maybe bring her a little something. What would it hurt?
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Curt63
Super Nomad
Posts: 1171
Registered: 3-28-2009
Location: San Diego, Ca.
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Mood: Fish tacos and Tecate
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Si, poco loco.
I am the same, but I get that feeling after leaving El Rosario. The border region has lost much of its charm for me.
Its all about empty beaches, taco stands, small fishing villages and empty coastal roads for me
No worries
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Woooosh
Banned
Posts: 5240
Registered: 1-28-2007
Location: Rosarito Beach
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Mood: Luminescent Waves at Rosarito Beach
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| Quote: | Originally posted by Curt63
Si, poco loco.
I am the same, but I get that feeling after leaving El Rosario. The border region has lost much of its charm for me.
Its all about empty beaches, taco stands, small fishing villages and empty coastal roads for me |
I was coming to Rosarito Beach when the main road was dirt and there were more horses than cars... you have to know when to pack it up when the big
changes come I suppose.
\"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing\"
1961- JFK to Canadian parliament (Edmund Burke)
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shari
Select Nomad
Posts: 13049
Registered: 3-10-2006
Location: bahia asuncion, baja sur
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Mood: there is no reality except the one contained within us "Herman Hesse"
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yep dirtbiker, you are not alone amigo...you are possessed as many of us are...baja grabs your spirit and wont let go. After years of coming and
going, I finally succumbed to her and decided to stay. LIfe has never been the same and I am a better person for it, happier, healthier and more
relaxed.
When I would go back home, all I could think about was baja and spent the months away packing and planning our next trip....and I wasnt truly happy
till I was on that wide open road south once again.
could have been somthing in those goat tacos all right!
welcome to the sand box pal...I look forward to some of your stories.
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vivaloha
Nomad
Posts: 140
Registered: 11-12-2007
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Mood: mellow
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Osprey's got baja on the brain...he eats, sleeps and writes short stories about it...Thanks Osprey...keep it up!
Baja California can be a heaven or hell experience - often the determining factor is your AWARENESS in the moment.
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Cypress
Elite Nomad
Posts: 7641
Registered: 3-12-2006
Location: on the bayou
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Mood: undecided
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Baja, Neat country. Good people.
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BajaBlanca
Select Nomad
Posts: 13237
Registered: 10-28-2008
Location: La Bocana, BCS
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welcome to BajNomadLand dirtbker and vivaloha !!!
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bajabass
Super Nomad
Posts: 2016
Registered: 10-4-2006
Location: La Paz,BCS
Member Is Offline
Mood: Want to fish!!!
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Hola dirtbker! You are now one of the afflicted!!  Welcome aboard.
Keep your eyes on the road, and your hands upon the wheel!
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24baja
Senior Nomad
Posts: 952
Registered: 2-3-2009
Location: Grants Pass Oregon/Bahia de Los Angeles
Member Is Offline
Mood: Wishing we were in BOLA
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My name is Connie and I am a bajaolic. I joined this 10 step program to make a clean break of this drug and I am still fighting a daily battle!!!
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grace59
Senior Nomad
Posts: 614
Registered: 9-14-2004
Location: San Felipe, Baja, Mexico
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Welcome Dirtbikr! You are not alone! Whenever I cross the border going south I feel like a weight has been lifted from my soul. I feel so happy,
content! When I have to leave I want to cry...when I am back "home" it seems as if I've been gone from Baja forever...even if it's just been a day.
Whenever I hear that rainy, chill wind blow. I think it may be time to head for Mexico. Tengo que obedecer mi corazon!
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Marc
Ultra Nomad
Posts: 2802
Registered: 5-15-2010
Location: San Francisco & Palm Springs
Member Is Offline
Mood: Waiting
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Welcome to the club.
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yakyak2010
Junior Nomad
Posts: 94
Registered: 4-24-2010
Location: Victorville, Ca.
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| Quote: | Originally posted by dirtbikr
I must be going crazy, whenever I come home from baja I just obsesse about going back. Steinbeck was correct when he said his famous words. FOR WE
MUST LIVE! It seems for me when I cross the border (south) I am in heaven, I guess when crossing the border I am out of the rat race and I can
breathe easier, no tele, phone,newspaper, I truely feel alive for a change, I must be going crazy! |
I know. It's our crazy that most people don't understand and some can never feel. But to us it is heaven.
I\'ve been told I\'m preoccupied with Baja. They just don\"t understand, in fact neither do I.
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David K
Honored Nomad
Posts: 65278
Registered: 8-30-2002
Location: San Diego County
Member Is Offline
Mood: Have Baja Fever
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I once saw a spare tire cover on back of a 4x4 that said: 'CAUTION: DRIVER HAS BAJA FEVER' love it!
My slogan: 'So Much Baja... So Little Time'
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DianaT
Select Nomad
Posts: 10020
Registered: 12-17-2004
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| Quote: | Originally posted by dirtbikr
I must be going crazy, whenever I come home from baja I just obsesse about going back. Steinbeck was correct when he said his famous words. FOR WE
MUST LIVE! It seems for me when I cross the border (south) I am in heaven, I guess when crossing the border I am out of the rat race and I can
breathe easier, no tele, phone,newspaper, I truely feel alive for a change, I must be going crazy! |
There is always a good feeling when we cross the border headed south---Baja is a good place to be.
Then again, there are other places calling, new places to explore---I guess we will never stop wanting to see more up until the day we can no longer
do so.
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805gregg
Super Nomad
Posts: 1344
Registered: 5-21-2006
Location: Ojai, Ca
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I had that feeling in the early 60's when I first started visiting on my own, Baja is very different now. If I see a car with dark tinted windows or
a cop car I wonder if it's my turn to get screwed over. Drugs, and lack of jobs and work has turned Baja. Many years ago (about 20), we were heading
north behind 2 Federal cop cars, a large gringo truck towing a large boat was heading south, both cops did a quick u-turn, multiply that by at least
10. You are a victum waiting for the perp.
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motoged
Elite Nomad
Posts: 6481
Registered: 7-31-2006
Location: Kamloops, BC
Member Is Offline
Mood: Gettin' Better
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| Quote: | Originally posted by 24baja
My name is Connie and I am a bajaolic. I joined this 10 step program to make a clean break of this drug and I am still fighting a daily battle!!! |
Well, I am doing the "13th Step" with Baja....shameless, I know....but I am powerless...
Don't believe everything you think....
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Cypress
Elite Nomad
Posts: 7641
Registered: 3-12-2006
Location: on the bayou
Member Is Offline
Mood: undecided
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It's easy, just go to another warm place during the winter. But, if you're
committed to Baja, go for it, it's a nice place. If the fishing were better, I'd probably be down there right now.
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