Baha reflections (Addendum 18a)

19 March 2007
Acton, CA
Thousand Trails Solodad Canyon Ground

Dear Friends of Barbara and Charlie (B/C) ...


Back again at Charlie’s urging; this thing keeps getting longer and longer! He now wants me to summarize our reflections on the trip which sort of goes deeper than the trip write-ups, wraps everything up, and high-lights the important stuff as a professor likes to do.

I cautioned him that these are only superficial observations and conclusions of a tourist without access to literature beyond tour books, the media past and present, or conversations with knowledgeable professionals or man in the street. And that his comments really only relate to the Baja south of the border cities of Tijuana and Ensenada. I got him to add this caveat.

To Charlie it seems to boils down to four questions:


ARE WE GLAD THAT WE TOOK THE TRIP? >>YES

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Because it gave us:

...A glimpse into a different Mexico from that of the mainland

...A glimpse of what the Baja will likely become

...Confidence to return to the Baja alone, and know where to go

...Memorable experiences, a few stories, and new friends



WOULD WE DO IT AGAIN? >>NO and YES
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... NO: We have now seen that, done that

... NO: If we are in poor health and/or have only limited mobility, have an older motor home with marginal maintenance, limited experience driving the rig, inflexible with the way Mexicans do or not do things, and travel without emergency air evac insurance

... NO: We wouldn’t return to Cabo San Lucas

... YES: We would return Los Barriles, and Loreto for a longer stay

... YES: Other trips offered by our tour company, Adventure Caravans

... YES: Any trips lead by our wagon masters and tail gunners



DID YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WERE GETTING INTO?
>>NOT ENTIRELY
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... YES: We were familiar with and trusted the tour company

... NO: The roads south of Ensenada:

....... Not only narrow 10’ width but no shoulders and frequent dips and turns that limited your view ahead. However the turns and dips were well signed

....... The roads were really designed for 45-50 mph speed at best with breaking for turns, dips and topes bumps

....... Road construction and maintenance was good

....... Semi’s, tourist buses and class A motor homes are too wide for the road; roads were designed for autos.

....... With everything that went go wrong, our wagon masters and tail gunners were getting us out of fixes daily.

....... Fortunately we didn’t experience a major RV accidents

... NO: Vehicle problems: a broken fuel line break, dislocated wheel stabilizers, a broken windshield, several broken/sheared off side mirrors (on class A), a few RV’s went off the road before they became familiar with their driving (fortunately on road stretches where the off-road was fairly level and they didn‘t tip over)

... NO: Though he had our Lazy Daze well checked out and carried all the suggested spare parts, Charlie still had to replace our RV truck battery in La Paz, which was not a problem, and one of our tires had a slow leak that the tail gunner changed and repaired (tightened a loose valve).

... NO: Apart from the unusual heart attack death and boating accident, several fell and experienced sprains and bruises

... NO: The importance of the experience, organization and performance of the wagon masters and tail gunners. You have to rely upon your tour company for staffing and their selection and training of them. Apparently this varies between companies.

... NO: The importance of caravan driving policy: to allow the caravan to break into small groups of our own organization, separate from others (and CB radio chatter) and drive at our own comfortable speed, and not having to keep closed-up in line and travel at the wagon master pace


WHAT SURPRISED YOU ABOUT THE BAHA? >>LOTS AND LOTS
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The Baja should not be viewed for what it lacks but for what it has achieved in a short period of time and for what the future holds. It is an exciting, upbeat place to visit.

The different culture and history between Baha and mainland Mexico due to its remoteness. It has an old American west feeling of opportunity and can-do community building.

The rate of development by both government and the private sector.

The nuclear power reactor on the Pacific coast the electrification in progress.

Plans to construct from scratch a major deep water port south of Ensenada, and they could do it.

The strong small business culture and development of a tourist industry.

The development of tourist attractions, particularly old Catholic churches.

Cell phone are in common use in towns and cities

The food markets with modern packaging and refrigerated displays, and the considerable hygiene fresh food handlers practice.

The abundant goods and services in pretty remote places.

The military presence with many check points; we received only cursory inspections because we were members of an organized American tour; it lent to your sense of security.

How the world class development at San Lucas was unattractive to us; we all preferred the Mexican towns and cities, something they should keep.

The appeal and beauty of the mountain and coastal landscapes.

The extent of the temperature transition from San Diego (60 degrees) to the tropics at Los Cabos (90 degrees). We didn’t want to return north.

The lack of trash litter in towns and countryside, though there was some on vacant properties.

The helpful, industrious, cheerful, service-oriented people who were very welcoming to tourists.

The evident high rate of employment and reported labor shortages in Los Cabos and La Paz.

The absence of a indigenous Baha weaving and pottery crafts; goods are produced on the mainland and shipped in.

The free public education tradition and interest in higher education.

The absence of begging children; the government now discourages it.
Dogs seemed to be fed and well cared for.

An “American Hospital” in Cabo San Lucas where staff speak English.

Every town seems to have an ambulance, but emergency staff appear to need training.

The commonness of flush toilets; still bring your own toilet paper.

The use of thatched roofs on homes and public buildings.

The absence of Montezuma’s Revenge from the water or vegetables.



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This about wraps it up. I can’t say that I’ve fully enjoyed writing all this with Charlie looking over my shoulder, it was a lot of work and it disrupted my sleep time. Sort of in compensation, I would appreciate an email acknowledging that you got the emails, any glowing tribute to my literary efforts (or suggestions for improvement), and if you want to hear about the forthcoming Highway 66 odyssey? Hope to hear from you.


Your ever humble reporter,

“Yeah, right!” Charlie appends





Humphrey for Charlie and Barbara
Chula Vista, CA (18)

1 - 4 March 2007
Chula Vista, CA (again)
KOA RV Park

Dear Friends of Barbara and Charlie (B/C) ...

Humphrey again. This email covers end of the caravan, the drive from Ensenada to the border at Tijuana then to Chula Vista, CA.







NOTE: As reported in my last email, B/C were scheduled to spend the last few days and end their caravan in San Felipe near the top of the Sea of Cortez. However, at the last minute the Wagon Masters learned their year-old reservation had been summarily canceled by the San Felipe RV park. The majority of us elected to return to San Diego and spend our remaining time seeing that city. It was well worth it.


The highlight of a restful few days was a boat tour of San Diego Harbor which fronts the Navy North Island naval base. It was beautiful shirt sleeve weather however chilly out on the water (picture of us courtesy of our new friends Ken and Ethel Cinder).

Charlie was looking for one of the prototype Naval Littoral Combat Ships (LCS) just launched, the square rigger was not it in disguise. We saw quite a few Navy combat ships, many of them to support Marine operations such as this LHA 6 -- name eludes me. It carries about 4000 marines, with their helicopters and assault landing craft that exit out the stern when it is flooded.


One unusual sighting was a Navy Seabee support ship putting out to sea, remarked by the tour guide as not moving from its pier in recent years. It holds all the materials and equipment needed for Seabees to build a temporary air base. Wonder where it was going? The ship was protected by four armed harbor defense craft, one of which came over to check us out. They were all business, didn’t smile or return our waves. It was a little frightening to look down the barrel of an armed 50 caliber machine gun pointed at you.


We sighted nuclear subs in port surrounded by a security net. In fact there were security nets around most everything afloat, including a floating dry dock with a navy ship in for repair, some destroyers in port and the Navy Hospital Ship Mercy just between tours caring for civilians caught in the Indonesian tsunami of last year.


Of course San Diego is a Navy town but what surprised Charlie was that the City was the namesake for a light cruiser in WWII with an amazing war record. Charlie recalls many of the battles listed.


The ships, the security and the history left B/C, as Navy veterans, impressed, proud and sober.

This is a monumental statue on loan to the City of San Diego that is based upon the famous Life Magazine picture taken on VJ Day in Times Square, New York. Here the girl is portrayed as a Navy Nurse. It brings back memories for B/C of their Navy romance 40 some years ago in Seattle, which takes us back to the beginning and ...

THE END

FYI next: In a couple weeks B/C will start an another odyssey following Highway 66 from Los Angeles to Oklahoma City, a the trail the Joads took in the 1930’s in Steinbeck’s “The Grapes of Wrath“, and, the route in 1951 Barbara’s mother drove with Barbara and her brother when they moved from Chicago to the West Coast. She was ten and we’ll see how much she remembers and how things have changed. Maybe more on that later.

In the mean time B/C are vacationing near Acton, CA, in the Thousand Trails Solodad Canyon RV Preserve, through which Manley, in 1849, lead the survivors of Death Valley to safety in the San Fernando Valley.

Humphrey for Charlie and Barbara