A final weekend on the bay

Our final weekend camping on the Bay of Conception started a little rough, taking multiple attempts before we settled on a beach we wanted to camp at. In the end, it all really came down to the number of people occupying the other beaches as we both just wanted a quiet place to call our own for a few days. Playa Buenaventura to the rescue!

Playa Buenaventura is… was… a hotel and restaurant on the beach. The hotel appears to have been closed for some time (though we did see people staying in a room) and the restaurant was clearly a cool spot to hang but also doesn’t appear to have be open for business very often. That recipe made for a perfect solitude-soup, as no one else was camped here , leaving the entire place to ourselves… except for the wind.

The wind blew hard for the two days we were here, effectively bunkering us both inside the van for that time. Not that it stopped us from doing what we wanted – to just lay around and read and enjoy each other’s company of a cocktail or two. One may think that two days stuck inside a van might cause cabin fever, and for some that may be true, but not for me. I don’t mind it in the slightest, and I didn’t get the feeling Kerri was too bothered either.

On Monday we moved on. North about an hour past Mulege was our destination. Another beach that was said to have camping where we could have a cell connection for the work week. All that proved to be true, but the place was a bust. Shabby, abandoned, and gross… so we continued driving North. San Ignacio was our new hopeful spot to spend the week, but it too did not work out; with a cell signal, but no data. Oh I would have loved to have spent a week in this tiny town. In the end, we kept driving North until we reached Guerrero Negro, where we settled into the same place we always stay (because there really are no options) in the gravel parking lot of a hotel. Bah!