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Contact Admin. I first went to Baja California when I was riding a motorbike alone from Alaska to Argentina in I felt culture shock as soon as I crossed over from southern California. Everything was so exotic: Many Americans thought I was mad. But I had met a guy who was a Baja fan in Oregon. It was like getting my hands on a secret map, not many were printed then, and as I looked at it I could see the adventure unfolding before me. Baja was an adventure playground for Californians in the s , in the way Morocco was for Europeans.
People went there to get wasted and feel free. It has a mythical status, particularly in the world of dirt biking, because of the Baja 1, race that started in the s — it was cool and glamorous, with the likes of Steve McQueen riding it.
You have to get off the highway to see the real Baja, across the spine of mountains and along old mule trails that go back to the conquistadors, linking oases, old ranches and Spanish missions from the s.
I remember the thrill of seeing it opening out in front of me. You can wild camp anywhere and just sleep on the sand. A lot of the hotels have kayaks and you can paddle from bay to bay, stopping for margaritas on the beach — brilliant! The Cardon Cactus Forest is probably my favourite place in the world. The landscape is spectacular, so stark in a really beautiful, cleansing way.
Lawrence of Arabia said he liked the desert because it felt clean and you can really get a sense of that here. There are great shacks all along the highway and on the beach, serving simple but amazingly tasty Mexican food and local Tecate beer.