Above, the view from the Mirador look-out on the highway between Ensenada and Tijuana, New Year's Day, 2010. (That's my dad's shoulder.) The shapes seen floating in the coastal waters are fishing nets. We used to stop here so often when we were little and heading south to visit cousins. The Mirador site is now run-down and abandoned. Click on the image for a larger view.
And here's for a view of the old car wrecks at the bottom of the cliff below, artifacts from the time when inattentive drivers on the Camino Viejo would just coast off the sharp road, to their deaths -- at least according to the local lore.
Here's a pulpo and ceviche tostada at a Navolato stand in downtown Ensenada, steps from the harbor. As many of you already well know, Baja mariscos are their own amazing thing. But how is the over-all situation in north Baja right now? I'll be discussing current "security" issues and urbanisms in a later post.
* MORE: See Across the Border for a post about a trip down a good length of the Baja Peninsula, a definite to-do for this and any other self-respecting pocho with a sense of adventure.