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After making the turn at Cabo San Lucas it was basically north along the Baja peninsula all the way to the border over the coming days. We were on the road early with plans to stop in Ciudad Constitution for a mid morning taco. It was time to branch out from the pescado and try something different – and El Buen Sazon didn’t disappoint. The machaca tacos were wonderful, the tortillas were fresh and after a grand total of $4 for 4 tacos we were off to another wonderful day in Baja.

After a few hours northbound on Mex 1 we turned on the road leading to Agua Verde. We weren’t sure where we’d stay but knew we’d find a beach or a view for the night.

We saw a few opportunities as we dropped down the bumpy road, but we didn’t stop until the end of the road at Agua Verde.

After arriving we decided to pull up our own slice of sand and stay for the night. Beach camping was free and there were a couple folks that were there for an extended stay. For as small as it was, Agua Verde had a lot to offer. There were two restaurants and a small tienda. We wandered down to Brisa del Mar just about dinner time for, you guessed it, more tacos.

I admit it was partly the setting – a beach front table with nobody else there in a small village, but add in tacos and tortillas made to order and you have the best taco of the trip.

We had the rest of the evening to wander the sandy beach and watch the sun set.

As much as we could have spent a week in Agua Verde we were on the road yet again the next morning, headed north for the day. After two hours making our way back to Mex 1 we headed to Misión San Francisco Javier de Viggé-Biaundó outside of Loreto. This mission was built between 1744 and 1758, and seems to have stood up well to the test of time.

After the mission we continued on to Mulege. We’d gone over 12 hours without a taco stop, so thought we’d pull in to see what we could find, but instead found Mulege Brewing and a pizza and beer, along with live music. I know, but our food resolution for the year is “eat more pizza” and this looked like a good opportunity.

We needed to be in San Ignacio for our planned whale tour the next morning so we were northbound once again and found a camp at the palm lined lagoon at Los Petates.

The next morning was a day we had been anticipating for a week or so. While southbound we attempted a tour but were unsuccessful as it was a bit early in the season. We hoped that today would be a bit more successful. Upon arriving at the office in the morning things were looking good, with other people also planning a tour. In case you are wondering, we tried a reservation, but were told to just check in with them the day prior and then show up. We made our arrangements and made the drive to the San Ignacio lagoon. Short of being able to hug a whale the trip was everything we could have hoped for and our whale tour is featured heavily in our part four video found below – check it out!:

After a quick orientation we were in the panga and headed out. We were greeted by dolphins, sea birds and yes, grey whales. The first one we spotted was a new born that was breaching. That was followed by viewing two other cow calf pairs, including a mother and baby swimming just a foot or so below our panga. Note that many of the photos below (and above) are posted as a slide show, so be sure to arrow through all the photos.

By the time we arrived back at San Ignacio most of our day was gone, since we opted to stick around after the tour for some halibut tacos, and we didn’t have enough time to find another spot, so we decided to stay and wander around town a bit. The highlight was the Misión San Ignacio Kadakaamán, finished in approximately 1786.

Headed out of San Ignacio the next morning we crossed through another millitary check point. We were almost to the point where we understood what they were asking, generally the order was: where have you been?, where are you going? The first checkpoint I was nervous enough that I answered the question of where we were going with somewhere we had been several days ago. Luckily there was more than one Santo Thomas, and the answer was accepted. This time around was a search of the camper, but after a few minutes we were back on the road towards Guerro Negro. We found these checkpoints as nothing to worry about, once we figured out the routine. Guerro Negro checked another of our boxes, with delicious borrego barria tacos.

Our next to last night was on a cliff overlooking the Pacific as we ping ponged our way back and forth across Baja heading north. Punta Santo Domingo had a white sand beach for one last try at fishing. No fish were harmed on this trip, well, except for those we found in some tacos I suppose, but none from fishing.

A great sunset ensued we sat back and watched our trip coming to a close.

On our last day in Mexico before crossing the border we crossed the peninsula one more time and headed to San Felipe. The sea of Cortez was smooth as a bathtub. We stopped for some fresh fish and found halibut at $5 (US) per pound. Why are we headed home again?

Settling in at our last camp we prepared ourselves for the border crossing the next day and the trip home.

A couple days later we arrived home, 4670 miles after pulling out of the driveway 19 days prior.

Baja, we will be back. Until next time, thanks for following along…