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Ancient Lake Bed Story and Photos by Bob Krauch
For more than a dozen years, we native Angelenos have enjoyed the wide variety of recreation and relaxation Cabo offers. However, because our family consists of two-generations of back-packers who hike in California's famous 9,000 to 14,000 ft. Sierra Nevada range, we were drawn away from the poolside toward the mountains of Baja. Our lure to La Laguna began in the 1980s' after reading in the Southern California Auto Club's Baja California Tourbook: In Todos Santos, on the Pacific coast, the Hotel California listing's final sentence stated: "Inquire at the front desk to obtain a rancher-guide and arrange a pack trip into scenic Sierra de La Laguna Mountains, a few miles east of town." By the '90s, Hotel California had lost tour contacts. Later, portions of Sierra La Laguna became a National Preserve, requiring time for guides to become "certified" to properly handle guests.
Cuco & Pilar's other talents include Guide and Cook. (...their new multi-lingual cook book soon will verify this). Our family savored Pilar's native Mexican dishes during the six-day hunger-producing mountain living! This trip was arranged months in advance, by visits, by letter and by e-mail. The three of us -- 20-year-old daughter Nicole, a Junior in college, and Sue and I, flew down from LAX with all our pack gear, the Saturday before Thanksgiving. We rented a 4-door Nissan truck at the airport and drove south, past Cabo, and one-hour north, all the way to Rancho Pilar. After loading their gear, we drove in the darkness, to Todos Santos Cafe for dinner. Again, we drove north, half-way to La Paz, and turned south through El Triunfo, and past San Antonio, to take a 25-kilometer dirt road into the mountains in pitch-blackness.
First (and last) nights we visited and slept in San Jose del Cabo developer Oscar Cano's former, highly-secluded mountain home. Abandoned shortly after his death, circa 1997, it still commands an incredible view of the Sea of Cortez, with lights from San Bartolo in the distant foreground. Beautifully built into giant boulders, with a large fireplace, the two-bedroom masonry home precariously hangs out over 40-ft. drop-offs -- at about 4,000-ft. elevation. The trails are tough, with limited level areas and, often, many switchbacks; difficult for horses with their packs. Through the beautiful trees -- oak, a native "ironwood," and pine at the higher elevations, we caught our first glimpses of Mt. Picacho. Peaking at about 7,100 ft. it could be the equivalent of the Sierra Nevada's Mt. Whitney, as it sits dominant, but only a few hundred feet above many other surrounding peaks. Fine Dining
Sergio's mother had provided us with dozens of home-made tortillas and a couple pounds of delicious goat cheese. Pilar camp-fire-cooked Chili Rellenos, foil-baked cloves of garlic, prepared fresh vegetables and made delicious fillings with chilies & cheese for those tortillas. My only dinner plate was the lid of the big skillet/frying pan. We arrived in Sierra de Laguna on day four, to enjoy a lovely mid-day dip in the pools and marvel at the surrounding foliage. The more-than mile-high actual "lake-bed" in places is about a mile across -- mostly meadow, with some trees, three forest service and military buildings and a small stream draining generally south.
We encountered no rain, although some had fallen the day before we arrived, and there were very few mosquitos during our Thanksgiving Week adventure. We saw only one other party: four hikers coming out, and three rangers in La Laguna. The rangers had ridden horses up from the Todos Santos-side trail access. The value of a guide is almost imperative since trails are not well marked; the Mexican counterpart 'USGS' contour maps are metric and with very few trails noted. Cuco's fondest dream is that "aficionados" will band together and, with government help, soon create a full-length trail -- like the John Muir, or Pacific Crest Trail -- in the Sierra La Laguna. It's a rugged, beautiful and challenging area, and well-worth preserving in its "National Biosphere" status. While Nicole had to rush back to college, we had earned our "vacation from vacation" and relaxed and recovered another week by staying in Cabo at the Finisterra Hotel & Resort -- happy to have exerted so much energy and seen such back-country beauty... Subsequently, we were quite content to sit in the jacuzzi, nursing sore muscles, and sipping pina coladas ! More On Baja
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