Monday, 31 October, 2011 09:57
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Travels along the East Cape of Baja have been a blast so far. Stops along the way of twisted blacktop roads reveal historic mining towns with centuries old structures and oasis like vegetation.
A variety of marine birds and raptors have been spotted along the way.
Standing majestic in the mountains, this church had stunning views in all directions.
Sea Kayak provided access to fish out of reach from the shore.
Oh the food from the small and remote taco stands along the dirt roads is amazing.
The weather turned rough on the famous “Rooster Alley” beneath Hotel Punta Colorada. We have headed up the coast, and crossed over to the Pacific now. Sierra and Dorado are calling!
The thumping sound of raindrops smacking your hood and back start to pick up tempo. Pea-sized drops drip rapidly from the bill of your hat and onto your hands as you look down to tie on a fresh section of 2x tippet. The normally glassy and reflective surface of Silver Creek turns fuzzy as October rain blurs the boundary between our world and theirs. The bugs are happy. They fish are feeding. You are having one of the most productive days on the water in recent memory. You scan far above and below and see nothing but water, land, and fall foliage. Not another rod around, just the sound of rain and fly line. Somedays you have the creek all to yourself, and it’s all good.
