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Exploring the current: A journal of our trip

  • The Migration

    The Migration

    Life is comical….as I’m sweating struggling to make the tiny twin bed in our not walk around bedspace. A job that I often didn’t enjoy just for the difficulty of trying to wedge the too large bedsheet on the bed when there’s just no room for any of it. I think that this may be…

  • The Last Time Around

    The Last Time Around

    As we begin our inevitable trip north back to Canada we are met with excitement and sadness. Sadness not at missed opportunity, I think we have experienced Baja. But sadness to be away from such a beautiful culture. Sadness to not be immersed in a language that feels we are finally started to grasp…kinda. Sadness…

  • Mountains and Surf

    Mountains and Surf

    As the Zopilote ~ turkey vulture seem to endlessly glide high overhead providing this calm resiliency in the desert air. We watch from the shade of our camper out on the sea many mom and calf humpback pairs spouting and breaching, tail flapping and pectoral fin splashing. It seems as if they are equally enjoying…