The boulder fields on Baja were fascinating the first time we spotted them driving north in 2013 but we never even considered ducking in amongst them. But we’ll never do that mistake again!
We spent our morning checking out the marble mining up at El Marmol and didn’t want a long drive. We’d heard that just 30 kms south was this beautiful area not to be missed so we listened, taking just a short drive for the day.
When we found some signs for Valle de los Cirios we took Scout (the van) to see where we might park our big rig. Following a dirt road that ends about 74 kms out on the Pacific coast again, we tracked just a few kms amongst the boulders and found the perfect spot* to camp….fortunately the previous campers were just pulling out so we could duck in.
It was just past noon when we were all settled in. Perfect down day to absorb the good vibes of this place.
The caldon cacti towered the bus. The cirios/boojum trees poked the blue sky.
Good place for some nude sunbathing while the kids watched an afternoon movie. Which led to taking a bath outside. With clean hair blowing in the warm afternoon sunshine I treated myself to a homemade body scrub with sea salts, almond oil and a blend of essential oils. A little pampering goes a long ways when you’re boon docking! I felt amazing.
The energy of the big boulders were perfect for sitting amongst and meditating. It felt like a perfect day.
I was in the process of climbing up on a big boulder when I caught my flip-flop. DO NOT climb boulders in flip-flops. I caught my fall by landing on my left hand…the one holding my phone, ready to take photos of the skoolie amongst the boulders with the warm glow of the setting sun. I heard the crack as I think I stepped on it, trying to re-gain my balance on the rock’s ridge. With 3 fingers squashed beneath the phone taking the brunt of my weight it looks like the actual phone screen was saved. My screen cover peeled back and broke in several places, giving up its life for my phone. Thank you, screen protector!
I never did get that photo of the sunset colours on the skoolie. Turns out the rock I fell off of was like a big sheet of nasty sandpaper, claiming not only my phone but a few layers of skin off the bottom of my foot. After helping me hobble back to the skoolie so as not to get the gouge dirty (or blood on the floor and couch), Toveli ducked out to take some photos on my injured phone.
I may have missed the sunset…but I caught the next morning’s sunrise.
P.S. I’ve had this phone for a couple years now, valiantly surviving many many drops. But now in just the last 6 weeks or so its taken so much more beating and is showing the wear. It fell out of my pocket when I was beneath Half Dome at Yosemite and I stepped on it then, too, pushing it into the gravelly beach and cracking the cover and screen. Two big injuries now…at least they’re at memorable spots on our travels!!
*there didn’t seem to be very many camping sites at all amongst this boulder fields on Baja, and only this one large enough for our 40 ft. There was nowhere to turn our rig around so we had to drive in-back out (to leave our heads higher for sleeping). Wasn’t a big deal. There was a turnaround in the camp site for easily maneuvering the van.
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