When you step off the plane in Baja...

When I stepped off the plane in Baja my initial reaction was extreme concern. I had invited 5 friends to come with me thinking I had picked an optimum time to catch Rooster from the beach but the heat was so intense stepping off the plane it seemed unfishably hot. I literally couldn't wait to get back in to the customs line where there was some AC.

I would recommend May/June to anyone... not July in Baja... never again (unless grande Roosters were in shallow in which case I would Speedo up and purchase a handheld misting machine and go anyways). The next confusing issue once arriving in Baja happens 10 minutes after you cope with the heat. How do you get from where you are standing to the Sea of Cortez? Well... we sat on our bags and there is a beer stand to the left and a taco stand to the right (with my complaints of the heat you can imagine what happened with that). Then this taxista pulls up named Jorge and comes over to us like he is selling drugs in an alley and shoots us off a price much less expensive than the other 100's of offers standing outside. So we got in his Suburban. 

I am not going to go in to detail about this man's life stories but let me tell you it is worth the ride. Due to his situation he dropped us off a block away from the hotel so that nobody would see him and then told us if we need a ride in the morning to call him on his cell and meet at the same spot but not to tell anyone at the hotel who we were going with. The rest of the week is history. Here is his information if you are looking for entertainment to start your baja Roostercation.