Point Loma, San Diego
Sea of dolphins at the Bay of Vizcaina.
Anchoring in Cedros Island, a remote island with a population of 4,000 people.
The dinghy that brought us to the marshlands, with the Pacifico in the background.
Cabo San Lucas rocks, the southern most point of our 1,000 mile trip.
It’s about time I got to this. The 12-day, 1000 mile sailing trip in Mexico.
The trip in which we almost died… but I helped saved the day.
The trip in which we could have died a second time… but didn’t.
The trip in which pods of dolphins, possibly in the hundreds, swam with us. The trip which we landed on a barren beachhead, with zero footprints, and collected a couple hundred sand dollars the size of our hands. Where we landed on an island inhabited by 4,000 people.
And much, much more.
This is the trip that changed my life, and not in that cliche way. It transformed my worldview, perspective on traveling, and altered my risk/reward calculus.