La Fridera on Laguna San Ignacio. A couple of fishermen's "houses" (shacks by our standard), water brought in over 40 miles of dirt road from the town of San Ignacio. Can't complain though, one of the fishermen let us stay in his "guest house" instead of camping in the ever present wind, insisted we accept his wife's invitation to dinner (lobster tacos, homemade tortillas, rice, beans, homemade cheese from the family rancho inland), all for bringing a letter out to him from his brother/cousin/some relative back in town where we got watered up.
We repaid the favor by our paying $20 each (about 8 of us) for him taking us out in his panga for a tour of the Laguna and to visit with the gray whales and their calves.
I think we may have passed through a few places worse off than La Fridera, at least my wife seems to think so.
Geno
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
