Baja, the last frontier. We had studied it, researched it, talked to the local Port Captain in San Felipe to obtain documentation for our 24-foot cruiser, Snoopy II, and now we were ready to do it; cruise the Sea of Cortez. The locals recommended that we begin our trip at the end of May. "Los vientos van a calmar." They said, "The winds will be calmer then." They lied. After two days of fighting headwinds, we entered the bay of San Luis Gonzaga. Cabins, perched on the edge of the beach like seagulls, peeked out from under thatched palapas. We drew closer and spotted what we were looking for, a fuel shack. Ashore, we saw a Cantina, and a pleasant looking woman. "En que puedo servirles?" She said with a great smile. "How can I help you?" Big brown eyes sat on top of two rosy cheeks. Dan answered her in perfect Spanish and her eyes danced with mischief, and we instantly fell in love with Alfonsina Urquidez Valencia. Alfonsina A Baja Legend
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