Have you ever been to Baja California, Mexico? If not. Don’t go. Its a sparse place. Fisherman and bandidos. Cactus and Coyotes which are big as full grown German Shepherds. We took three weeks; my friend Paolo, his personable dog Tobi and I, to reach the Southern tip of the one thousand mile peninsula.  At one point I wondered if I would die. Another I wondered if we were going to be stranded in the place which defines ‘the-middle-of-nowhere’. At the end of it I was salty and bewildered. Would I go back? Absolutely. Just don’t got there.