Packing up in LA the night before crossing the border, we hadn't decided on a place to spend the first night. Skyler hopped on the computer and we checked a surf report to find a spot to camp. We found Cuatro Casas Hostel and for no particular reason decided to end stay there with cheap camping and surf. After "battling" through Tijuana, (not nearly as epic or intense as everybody thinks) with a thousand California license plates crossing with us, we took the toll road south and realized our google maps directions to Cuatro Casas said "turn right on road". No name. Just road. So we estimated the distance, stopped at a gas station, and with the help of everybody at the gas station, we managed to make get directions in spanish to Cuatro Casas.
It turns out it's a hostel with nothing around but a few fishing shacks, a gray whale skeleton, and miles of empty coastline. Quite the spot. It's hard to find a place to camp on the ocean anywhere for five bucks a night with nobody else around.
So, it's been three days of awesome surfing and getting used to the water again. The water is cold! I was comfortable wearing a thin long sleeve with a short sleeve wet suit over it. It's hard to move but at least my teeth aren't chattering! And remember! If you plan a trip to surf in baja, bring water booties because walking on the reef in bare feet is sharp. I now understand what it's like to go through the washing machine.
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