We meandered about town today with not much else in mind other than exploration and maybe finding a fishing boat to go out on. We also chit chatted with camp neighbors and compared notes on our rigs. This is always a fun little bit where stories of travels are cross compared and you get to check out other peoples’ setups for ideas. It’s actually kinda surprising how many people seem to live inside their rigs rather than enjoying more of the outdoors. Granted it has been especially windy on and off down here In Baja, but this also seems to be part of RV culture. As we travel more I think we’ll find ourselves camping further out in less organized campgrounds. We drove out to one today called La Gringa with a scattered couple people camping on a huge section of the bay. We met a nice Canadian couple with a puppy I fell in love with. They rescued him and his brother from a beach where he was being dumped. It was shortly after their older dog had died. We ate tacos in town and picked up some tortillas and huevos from the local market. The wind was rather bitter so we ate some dinner inside the camper and waited for our friend, Bill, to arrive, who was coming down for the fishing.
