The indigo blue night sky blurred bright lights and my vision is all the way my eyes are visible. With the exception of the soft white wing of the remote coyote or the desert bat, the fearsome silence is hidden. Actually, I hear I breathe. In the warm, soft, completely natural hot boiling tub, I lay down in the warmth of the rocket surrounded by my camp, soaked it without worrying about it or thinking of it in my daily life. I feel like I'm miles away from home. Guadalupe Canyon is truly a paradise and is just a short drive to San Diego, where I live. Canyon de Guadalupe is a palm tree oasis in the desert with natural warm springs, 80 miles from the US / Mexico border to the Sierra de Juarez Mountains. Jose Loya Murillo, who first discovered the Kanyon horseback in search of stray cows, "Don" Jose soon discovered the healing benefits of mineral water and recognized the natural beauty of the palm oasis. At the age of 60 Don Jose gave up farming and farms in the canyon. He suffered from arthritis and found that bathing in hot water cures his pain. The family has built two camps and has two dozen or two dozen campsites, each with its own hand-made bathtub. There is a grocery store and a restaurant with solar and car battery, but it is highly recommended that everything you need for your stay. The first attempt was not too difficult and definitely fun. It was a bit difficult to find a campsite, but after I was on the right, I did not have a brain. I arrived at the Canyon after driving south of Tecate to San Diego and following the signs on Highway 2, directly to the city, east toward Mexicali. There are road tolls along the way, which accept American dollars and checkpoints controlled by Mexican armed guards, but have passed through fast and unsettled.
"No Fear" Highway 2 passes through the mountainous mountains with spaghetti where the carcases are far behind. Finally, the road descends to the desert valley floor and expands until it is taken away. The first roadshot warns Canon De Guadalupe, but you know how I can get there in a different way. I'm about two miles away and head south to a ramp towards a dry lake. This route is much faster than the first one, and it saves my car and I am from a slow, carpet fence, thirty miles away. It is important to check the weather conditions before using this alternative route as rainy rains can leave you in the mud.
The road to the south is 30 miles to the mountains and to the Guadalupe Canyon campsites. The last 7 miles is difficult, slow and it would not be possible without a high-purity vehicle.
Once in the camp (there are two), I come into the office, I order a bucket full of bunk and go to my camp. It's a breeze to recover because you already have a palapa built-in washbasin, table, stove, and plenty of room for your tent. This is where it will be good. Just a few steps from my new residence I find the granite whirlpool. Fill up with hot, natural spring water from the supplied hose. The temperature is perfect and 90 degrees. I slipped and jumped in and cracked an ice-cold Corona. Absolutely quiet, totally private and completely relaxed. I'm in the desert.
After settling down and time to explore, Guadalupe Canyon has many stores. Do it, go to the canyons in beautiful waterfalls, go to the rocky canyons, or explore the caves with ancient Indian petroglyphs … or not. Perhaps he will find that soaking, when it comes out like a pebble in the hot tub and enjoying the solitude of the oasis of his own solitude, does a lot of work. That's Baja and whatever's going.