It's Hot Down Here

When we got up at 6am today today to watch the sun rise it was already (still?) 77 degrees, this afternoon at 3pm its 94. It’s hot!!! Bob is comfortable if he remains in the shade and doesn’t move . . . Cathryn is not, period, paragraph! We went for an hour-long walk on the beach around 8:30, then read in the shade under our palapa until 11am when we got in the truck to explore a bit of the countryside south of town to see the area where there was a gold mine in the 1880’s, the origin of the settlement here. We’ll update this post later with pictures, but so far Bob hasn’t downloaded them to the computer. During our tour we ran the truck’s air conditioner on high most of the time. Though we have A/C in the Arctic Fox, it only works when we have electrical hook-ups which are not available at Daggett’s Fish Camp.

Before leaving home Bob bought a cook called “Baja Legends” which describes much of the history of the peninsula. Three pages are devoted to the Daggett family, owners of the spot where we’re currently camping. Today’s owners of the camp and residents of the adjacent home are 5th generation Daggetts in Mexico. Their great-grandfather was an Englishman who arrived by ship bearing bricks to be used in constructing a portion of the local mine. He jumped ship in Bahia de Los Angeles, married a Mexican woman from San Ignacio (one of our favorite towns not far down the highway), and subsequent generations went on to marry other Mexicans and carry the unlikely name of Daggett. The current residents are 7/8 Mexican, and still run the Fish Camp more than 100 years later.

About 2pm today Cathryn offered Bob three choices: go swimming with me in the Sea, take me on another drive in the truck and run the A/C, or go to Larry and Raquel’s restaurant next door for a cold beer and internet. You can gather which option he picked. We had dinner here last night: fabulous fish tacos and 1 ½ margaritas each. It was the same meal we had last year, courtesy of Concha the cook, and it was as good as we remembered. Worth the trip in itself.