Have you ever been on the Baja Peninsula in Mexico? If not. Don’t go. Its a sparse location. Bandidos. Cactus. Coyotes 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.