Heading southward down the highway brought us to La Ventana. This is the windsurfing and kitesailing capital of Baja. And wow, what a crowd we saw. The RV parks were packed full of campers, RVs, tents and gear. The skyline was dotted with the flying wings of kitesailors and the water was filled with boards of all types. We were genuinely surprised and somewhat overwhelmed by the number of people there. So we drove a little further through town and picked up a hitchhiker. He said his name was Crusty, and mentioned that there was space where he was parked. We took a look at that beach (not too bad, but still quite a few people) and decided to push on past the pavement. We found the end of the road, and a great beach to camp on for two nights. 
It was an interesting location, as we could see the Baja Ferry pass by between our cove and the island
and many different things had washed up along the shoreline. 
Feeling silly I arranged some items in a collection and snapped a series of photos.
Then the puffer fish tried to get into the van 
Mango, Zeb and Seri took Mike on long walks 
When we left, we stopped at San Bartolo to enjoy a delicious lunch 
