It was on March 9th somewhere near Todos Santos, BCS, that Juliet and I looked at each other, sunburned and sweating with no shade in sight, and decided that it was time to begin migrating North again. We had successfully followed fall. We followed it for 7 months and it took us more than 3,000 miles from home, but we did it. For once in our lives we had a snowless, frost-biteless, winter.
And to all of our friends and family back in Minnesota, let us assure you that warmer weather is on the way.
It took us about a week to make our way back up Baja. We stopped at the Bay of Conception to enjoy the crystal clear water and were fortunate enough to see a whale shark swimming off one of the islands there. From the Bay of Conception we continued North until the clouds began filling the sky. They turned grey and the wind began to howl. The air temperature dropped by 30 degrees and it rained for three days until we finally reached San Diego. Yep, spring was upon us.
We took our climbing gear out of the storage unit we had rented for two months and headed back to Joshua Tree for a few days of climbing. We will then weave our way up the West coast, saying hi to old friends we haven't seen for a long time and new friends that we've met along the way.
Whereas winter challenged us to stay warm, spring will find us trying to evade rain storms and biting insects.
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| One of our favorite past times was to pose in front of hotels we couldn't afford to stay in. |
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| Another such hotel |
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| Being a gringo in Loreto |
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| Gaining a bird's eye view of the Bay of Conception |
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| The fanciest camp toilet we had seen in two months. |
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| A uhaul outside our storage locker which featured the Kensington Runestone of Minnesota |
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| On our way to grab some pizza in Little Italy, San Diego. |
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