We happily left the tacos and city-life of Guerroro Negro on Friday afternoon, after a quick trip to the laundromat, fuel station, water station, bank, and grocery store. It was a late departure for sure, but we were only planning to move 40 minutes down the road to Laguna Ojo...
During my time living in a van I often get questions from others on what they may need to get started themselves. Most of us tend to overly complicate what is actually a very simple lifestyle, myself included in my first few years. In fact, it took three full years...
Just a few hour drive South from our beachfront camping in Bahia de Los Angeles in the saltworks and fishing town of Guerrero Negro. We have been here before (twice) last time through Baja, and both times wished we could move on right away. The town is not pretty, nor...
We barely made it before the sun began to set, taking about 9 hours to make the drive from Ensenada to Bahia de Los Angeles. We were actually up and rolling before the sunrise, knowing we had a lond day of driving ahead. It didn’t help as much of the...
Google maps said it would be about five and a half hours to go from our last camping in the USA to the Ensenada area in Baja. Everything was packed the night before and we were up and rolling soon after 7am. No, it’s true, even Kerri was ready to...
We spent one final week in the States, with friends, boondocking near the south entrance of Joshua Tree National Park. This gave us time to really button up some final to-do’s on the van rebuild and take care of the last items on the going-to-baja checklist. The week consisted of...
You know how many times I have driven past the Mojave National Preserve and not stopped in to check it off my list? Me neither, but it numbers at least a dozen times. This time around, there was no driving past it. Not only was in on our way, it...
Just a short drive out of Shoshone (the Southern entry into Death Valley National Park) is Furnace Creek Wash (added to my boondocking map), a washboard gravel road that leads you West off the asphalt. Not a mile down that road is a bit of a gem of a boondocking...
While in Death Valley National Park I made sure to bring Kerri up to see Rhyolite, my first ever ghost town from a road trip I took with my Mother back at the beginning of 2011. My Mother and I stumbled onto Rhyolite at the time and it has always...
This was a much needed weekend just to ourselves. The group meetups are always a blast, but after a few days of it solitude is the medication I need. It was good timing as the group had broken up by early Saturday and Kerri and I took off on our...
