Thanks to Tony we found the beautiful spot called La Fortuna, located north of San Jose.
We instantly fell in love with this place. Surfs up, few campers around and a beautiful waterfront camping spot waiting for us. My ankle was still swollen and turning blue and green, therefore, I got Gretel all comfy and clean and Kenny explored the surf. The swell did not arrive yet but he still had a fun session. The next day we made it our mission to meet the fellow campers. Mos a Colorado native, is more or less a snowbird resident at La fortuna and Tony’s friend. He was surprised by a girl from British Colombia, Karen, who he recently met. Roman became my surfing buddy. He is from France/Canada and was traveling with his Dad. Fred was our neighbor and a world traveller too. Two rippers from Venezuela, an Aussie, Kiwi and a South African was the crowd you found at La Fortuna.
My ankle finally healed, the swell arrived and we had some epic surf sessions. The ocean gave us the opportunity to snorkel and fish between the surf sessions. Unfortunately Kenny did not caught any fish here, but the young kid from New Zealand got all inspired and seeked Kenny’s knowledge. Honestly, this kid swam out, caught a fish with his bare hands and killed it with a pen he happened to have in his boardshorts. Serious skills or awesome luck… this was a good fish story to tell while drinking cervezas and enjoying an evening campfire. Days just flew by with a lot of fun.
On our last day Fred’s friend Ciervo and his girlfriend came to hang out. Kenny and Ciervo found the common interest in spearfishing. Shortly after they agreed to meet at our next stop La Ventana.
Two days passed and we caught up with Ciervo and his friend Truk to explore the island Ceralvo. Captain Ciervo did an excellent job in finding some beautiful dive and snorkel spots at the north tip of the island. Kenny shot a parrotfish and a grouper… Dinner was done and dusted!
It was time to head back, but the island is pretty big and we were a little heavier than Captain Ciervo thought. The heavy waves made the ride painful and exhausted our petrol, as it had to happen we were running on fumes. I honestly think we did not run out of petrol, instead Ceirvo just wanted us to have an adventure. Never the less, we ended up waving down another fishing boat. Once again I love the Mexican hospitality. They stopped and happily filled up our tank and we made it back to the harbor. We sailed into a beautiful sunset and had an absolutely outstanding dinner on the beach.
Truk is an excellent chef, he prepared some amazing ceviche for us, all organic and natural… check out his website if you want to learn more about healthy cooking, photography and other projects he is working on http://consciouscourse.org/
This night we happily passed out in our beds and had some solid sleep.
Life is an adventure and the best part of it is the people you meet along the way, learning about different cultures, habits and food is just magical.
Baja we loved every minute we got to spend here, but its time to move on.
The Ferry is calling us…