While the world wondered if we’d been swallowed by the Mexicali earthquake, we were way out on the point of the birthing channel trying to hear whales over the wind in the Laguna Ojo de Liebre, the only souls, other than the whales, for miles. It was muy good to go atavistic.

Tags: Baja, camping, laguna ojo de liebre

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