Fluffy clouds drift between the islands, pressed by south winds that ruffle the seas in a northern direction .. Summer winds in January ….
Category Archives: Baja Living
wildlife
egrets, herons and terns .. wind waves and swaying palms .. new friendships and alliances ……. living in now ………
arrival
easy day of settling back into the rhythm of the seaside .. even the wild winds can’t deter the sense of peace that has washed over me ……..
Morning Light

Dawn - Isla Carmen - 5 November 2009
In the distance, a rooster opens his throat to the sky.
Light spills gently over the soft curves of Isla Carmen, and the morning star slowly fades from view.
Overhead, a heron squawks. The woosh of wings neraly as loud as his vocalizations. A gull, a pelican .. a splatter of fish.
Day break.
Something opens our wings ……
“Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.” ~ Rumi

Osprey, Baja California
Dreams of waves do come true!
Beach Days

Happy Beach Girl – Catharine Cooper

Martin Lam, Catharine Cooper & Cynthia Wagstaff
Morning at San Juanico Bay

Sunrise, San Juanico
Morning at San Juanico Bay.
The drive south/west/north was seamless. The desert spread out before us in all of her dry magnificence. The arroyo crossings were dry, the palm oasis beckoning.

Home on the Point
We parked the motor home between second and third point on the cliff face. The waves crash below us – could we ask for better real estate? Most things are functional. We can’t seem to get the propane refrigerator to kick in/over. It starts up, then drifts to off or check. Likely, we aren’t fully level. So this morning we’ve got soft butter and yogurt on the warm side. But such is life. And hey, look at where we are!
After yogurt, fruit and coffee at Cynthia’s, we are going to put our bodies in the warm water surf!
Arrival in Loreto

Betsy & Cathy under the palapa
LAX to Loreto. Straight shot.
We leave the craziness of Los Angeles/Orange County and our fast paced lives, and settle down. Betsy and Cathy sit on lounge chairs and sip hot coffee. The skies are steamy, aka Maxwell Parish. The humidity slides over our skin like the soft spray of a shower..

Cathy & Betsy enjoy the morning.
I sit in my corner, my morning place and key the words that ground me. For the moment, I am home. I’ve left the financial and emotional challenges that have dogged me for months far behind. This trip is about adventure. About being/getting away. About finding waves (if there are any). And about spending time with good friends.
We make lists of things we need for the Pacific side. We move slowly. There is no hurry. It’ss just us and a long drive to a place the girls have never been .
Last night, we defrosted the black beans I froze last trip and salmon. I cooked rice and squash. Girl food.
Watched ‘Riding Giants’ as if to prime ourselves .. fell alseep during the waves ……
Girl’s Trip!
Look out! Girls be coming! Cathy and Betsy Meehan are joining me on a southward journey August 23rd. Plan is for two days in Loreto playing and provisioning .. then over to the Pacific for some fun in the sun surfing … Before back to Loreto for eating/drinking/shoppping and yep, probably fishing!
Girl power .. and what fun it is!

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