Final Days With Bridget Back in the USA

Bridget, Barry and I rolled out of the Mexican beach paradise in an American direction. All together Bridget and I had spent about a month in Baja and four months with each other all together. In less than a weeks time she had a flight back to Australia leaving from Los Angeles.

We'd only met Barry several days before this through several degrees of people, quickly it went something like this: A guy picked us up hitchhiking day two in Mexico and let us crash with him in his village, he introduced us to a guy named Luciano who lived there as well. On our loop back up Mexico we went to visit Luciano, bumping into his neighbor Kevin along the way. We partied with Kevin for some days, then he pointed us to this village south of San Felipe where he knew a couple who could put us up. Barry was this couple's neighbor.

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Last Trip in Baja

Bridget and I had spent close to a month in Baja, hitching all the way down to Cabo and had now began coming back north towards the US again. We'd stopped in a coastal village for several nights revisiting some people we'd met on the way down. A guy named Jesse had given us a ride south of Ensenada and introduced us to the village and friends, on this trip up we'd spent some time with a guy named Kevin that we hadn't met the first time around, now he was suggesting a place to stay close to San Felipe with a couple that bounced between there and this current village we stood in.

We caught a ride out of town and a good portion of the way from a friend of Kevin's, he was an interesting guy who told us about his younger days and travels. He dropped us off on the far side of Ensenada and stuck our thumbs out, getting a ride from the first pickup truck to come along.

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Revisiting and Meeting New Baja Friends

We woke up in our sleeping bags to Jon whistling, the guy who'd picked us up the evening before when we started hitchhiking out of La Paz. He shared some melon with us as we woke up, looking out on the view of La Paz. We helped him with a couple things, then he dropped us off down at a gas station on the main road.

We walked for a good long while along the road, there wasn't much traffic. We passed a Mexican backpacker from Atlanta who was doing far more walking than catching a rides. At the top of a hill we paused and invented a jumping game to pass time, eventually the guy from Atlanta passed us up again. We got to walking, then leap frogged him once more.

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A Brief Time in La Paz

We caught a ride out of Cabo Pulmo from a local worker there back out towards the main road. Bridget and I stuck our thumbs out again from there, quickly catching a ride from an American guy who lived just up the road.

We stopped in at his home, a tiny oasis of fruit trees and gardens overlooking the desert. We accepted some cold water and conversation, then walked back out to the road. A pickup truck got us just shy of Los Barriles, a bit of walking and one more short ride got us to the entrance of town.

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Cabo Pulmo Beach Camping

A couple from Phoenix named Bill and Tommy picked us up out of Cabo, they were heading north and doing a driving loop for the day. We'd had a great time in town, two girls who we'd hitched a ride with had put us up in their spare house, now they'd dropped us at the edge of town where we were getting this ride, ready to slowly make our way back to the States.

We stopped into Todos los Santos with the couple and wandered around with them, this is where Hotel California is, we saw that as well as several other galleries. We continued on with them on their loop, eventually hitting Los Barriles, a town we'd visited a week before getting to Cabo San Lucas.

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