while the bulk of the group stayed in pescadero, hime, patrick, harvey and i decided that to end the trip 45 miles from the tip
of the baja would be silly. we rode to the godawful themepark that is cabo

and went to starbucks.

we took a water taxi out to the tip.

the last piece of land on the baja. the apex.

we decided that we won the trip.

the pacific.

thankfully, we didn't spend much time in cabo.

we got back to pescadero and everyone was at the beach.

this looked much more intimidating in person. i almost refused.

everyone else had spent the whole day trying to surf.

harvey's turn.

nearly took arto out.

unless you have some inherent talent for it, surfing is miserable.

keegan didn't leave this beach for 36 hours.