Mexico – NorthAmericanDarrell

My Mexican life – everyday, something new! 👀

01/03/2026

by Darrell Accommodations Buy me a beer Countries Mexico Personal History Rocky Point Travels Stories

Why I Stay Here

I stay in Rocky Point because life here constantly reminds me that the world doesn’t have to run the way everyone was taught it should. It is a different lifestyle, and I see things differently here. The baseline is not the newest iPhone or iPad; it is the smile on their faces when they ask to wash your car for $5.

After more than seven years of $150 a month rent, it’s not just the low cost of living or the ocean views—though those help. It’s the lifestyle that the local people live. Things move a little slower as there is always tomorrow (mañana) as the workers say, when you need help. Locals interact more with the tourists. And every so often, something completely unexpected happens—like horses casually sharing the road with traffic—and you’re reminded that not everything needs to be optimized, scheduled, or stressed over, which is what I normally do.

I don’t stay here because it’s perfect. I stay because it works—for me, right now. And that’s the whole point of slow travel: choosing places that fit your life instead of forcing your life to fit one place forever.

Like the Grinch, the don’t-give-a-shit energy is strong here, which is exactly why Rocky Point works so well for me as a part-time home.

You see things around town that would absolutely short-circuit people elsewhere. Yesterday, I passed an SUV cruising down the road with no doors, no side windows, no windshield, and no back window—just vibes and optimism.

Other things happen right out in the open, too. Nothing dramatic, nothing hidden. Life just unfolds in broad daylight, casually, like someone stopping to buy bubble gum. It’s not chaos—it’s indifference. And oddly enough, that creates its own kind of calm knowing if you leave them alone, youre fine!

That’s what I’ve fallen in love with here. A slower pace. Fewer rules that matter. Less pretending. Rocky Point doesn’t try to impress you—it just is. And for me, that’s more than enough.

My favorite food and drink choices tend to change as I travel, but somehow, I always circle back to Mexican food.

It just wins—every time.

In Rocky Point, there are so many great local spots that it’s easy to fall into a routine without getting bored. I’ve got my go-to places for breakfast burritos, plus a rotating cast of other favorites that keep pulling me back.

Simple, cheap, fresh, and done right—the kind of food that quietly ruins you for everywhere else.

(Favorites below )

The best tortilla soup of my life.
Hands down. No debate.

Deep flavor, perfect heat, crispy tortilla strips with the avocados, cheese and creme doing their thing—
Muy bueno!! 🌶️🥣

There’s fresh… and then there’s straight off the press fresh..

Peak tortilla experience!

I always dreamed of moving to Mexico. For a long time, even the idea of having a part-time home here felt completely unfathomable.

And yet—somehow—I’m pulling it off.

This wasn’t a lottery win or some grand master plan. It was a series of choices, timing, and learning how to live differently. Slower. Smarter. On my own terms.

Now I get to live la vida loca, at least part of the year—and honestly, it still doesn’t feel real most days.

15 Countries visited in 2025📍🌎😎

12/31/2025

by Darrell All you can fly Asia Austria Bangkok Barcelona Countries Europe Freedom 50 Frontier - AYCF!Greece HCMC / Saigon Italy Koh Phi Phi London Madrid Mexico North American Personal History Philippines Rocky Point Rome Singapore Slow travel Spain Thailand Travel bucket list Travels Stories United Kingdom United States Vietnam Volaris - AYCF!Wizz - AYCF!

2025: My first full year taking a run at retirement!

2025 turned out to be my most traveled year ever—and somehow, I feel that I’m just getting started.

January – Vietnam
(HCMC, Nha Trang, Da Nang, Hoi An, Hue, Phu Quoc)

February – Cambodia & Thailand
(Siem Reap, Phnom Penh, Bangkok, Koh Samui, Koh Phangan, Koh Tao)

March – UK & Europe
(London, Greece, Iceland, Poland, Germany, Czech Republic, Switzerland, Italy)

April – October–US & Mexico

(Mesa and Rocky Point—two incredible home bases)

November & December – SE Asia
(Hanoi, Kuala Lumpur, Bali)

Every trip felt different. Every move resets my brain. And somehow, it all worked out absolutely perfect!

2026: Already Booked (Of Course It Is!)

January to mid-April
Mexico, Canada, Japan, South Korea, Philippines

May to October (Homebases in Mesa/Mexico)

Volaris + Frontier all-you-can-fly chaos—route TBD, cheap is guaranteed

Nov and Dec– Europe by Rail-pass

Sweden, Finland, Norway, Denmark, Netherlands, Southern Spain/Portugal…
Eastern Europe is still being self-negotiated with my grade-three attention span.

Paddling! It was fun until it wasn’t!! 😎

08/19/2025

by Darrell Arizona Freedom 50 North Carolina Rocky Point

Paddleboarding is basically walking on water without sinking immediately—and yes, it’s as impressive as it sounds. You get a full-body workout, pretend you’re a young, serene yogi, and occasionally faceplant for dramatic effect, reminding me that I am fat and old!

It’s peaceful when you want it, social when you want it, and gives you a legitimate excuse to fall in, splash like a kid, and call it “part of the experience.” Honestly, it’s the perfect mix of exercise, adventure, and low-key humiliation—basically everything life should be.

Behold the legendary paddle of Bacalar, Mexico—borrowed from a friend’s Airbnb empire of water fun. One glide across those turquoise waters and suddenly “amazing” doesn’t even begin to cover it. Truly unforgettable.

Here is the flight path from home in Phoenix, AZ, to Bacalar, Mexico.

It is best to fly into Cancun or Chetumal and take the ADO shuttle bus to Bacalar.

I first hopped on a paddleboard in 2010 after moving from Georgia to Mooresville, NC, chasing that sweet Aloha-on-the-water vibe I’d always loved about Hawaii. With Lake Norman just five minutes away, my board and boat became my weekly ritual in “the massive calm cove”—perfect for workouts. It was like pretending I was already on island time, living a young better looking and in shape lifestyle.

I lived five minutes away from Lake Norman and kept my boat docked there with my paddleboard. It was an amazing workout in “the massive calm cove, and I would go a couple of times a week.

Fast forward to September 2015: my boat and two paddleboards were packed and ready for the epic trek from NC to AZ—because why leave your favorite toys behind?

It took me four long days of driving from NC to AZ.

I dropped the boat off at storage, and sadly, that is where it stayed the majority of its years before selling it in 2022.

It still looked so amazing for a 20-year-old boat and still trimmed out at 50+ M/PH when it sold.

I should have pulled my UTV to AZ instead of my boat; I sold the wrong toy before I moved!

A UTV would have gotten so much more use in the AZ mountains and/or making it street legal!

Let it go, Darrell, let it go!

Well, I did let them go and lost my ass on both of them eventually!

Just in the wrong order!

I knew East Mesa’s lakes were tiny, but I didn’t realize weekends meant waiting to launch, only to get spun around in a human-sized washing machine. Paddleboarding through the constant wake? Forget it—I kept falling.

After hauling my “Bring Out Another Thousand” money pit from NC to AZ, it barely saw the water at all. If you disagree, visit Lake Lanier or Lake Norman, where the coves are bigger than the lakes in AZ. Excuse de jour …

I preferred paddling the river because it involved exactly zero hassle. Toss the board on the Jeep, drive 20 minutes, and boom—adventure achieved.

You’d get a solid workout grinding upstream into the current, then enjoy the universally beloved reward: a free ride home provided by gravity and basic physics.

And let’s be honest—it didn’t hurt that the “commute back” involved cracking a beer, relaxing, and pretending this was all very intentional while the scenery did the work.

Passing the families of wild horses quietly from the water is always surreal—half nature documentary, half “is this real life or did I drink that beer too early?”

Kept one paddleboard at my place in Rocky Point, Mexico, and an inflatable in storage—because nothing says commitment like owning multiple versions of the same abandoned hobby.

I also used to paddle in a quiet ocean cove in Mexico, until the tides reminded me they do not care about my confidence or balance. That phase ended quickly.

Over the years, the boards slowly evolved into tasteful wall art of days gone by, joining my golf clubs and bikes from other eras when I was sure this was my thing.

Looking back, the best part was the ~$2K “404 race board” I had mounted on my condo wall in Mesa. I couldn’t paddle it properly, but as décor!?!

Flawless. Minimalist wannabe, very aspirational, trying to fool anyone who cared.

This blog was inspired by Rick Powers, his loved ones, and the AZ NoSnow paddle Family in Mesa, AZ.

It has been several years since I last saw Rick, but do not let his age fool you; he was an amazing paddler. He had hundreds of paddles and many races under his belt.

He didn’t turn up after his early morning paddle on August 17, 2025, and found his gear, but there was no sign of Rick. They found him on the afternoon of August 20th. There was so much emotion during the search for him!

He had been all over the news (<– click here for links) with his incredible story that touched so many people.

I will always remember Rick lapping me on the lake and being so pissed off at him as he was ten plus years older!

You were an absolute legend to the “older guys” trying not to hang it up. Ultimately, you helped put me into paddle retirement where I belonged, knowing you were uncatchable.

That will be a memory I will laugh about forever.

Here are Ricks’ Strava statistics (<- click the link to access stats). If you are interested in how being an older athlete can still be badass, consider that his last paddle would have been his 950th entry on Strava!

Below were our last recorded long paddles, with mine being exactly seven years ago, the day they found Rick. Ironically. I was exhausted, I would never paddle alone again, and hung it up soon after.

Unlike Rick, I was just not good enough, and he belonged on the water!

Paddle for your life was my thought that day, as I did not have much left in the tank the last couple of miles.

During my longest paddle on the same Saguaro Lake, I fell on my way home, which is marked on the map above. I got turned around and paddled further into the cove. I thought I was headed home, but was going the wrong direction, making my paddle home further.

I should never have paddled alone was my takeaway that day …

Hitting the reset button, again …

08/06/2025

by Darrell Asia Buy me a beer Europe Freedom 50 London Mexico North American Philippines Thailand Travel bucket list

Freedom is great… but it turns out accountability pairs nicely with vegetables.

Traveling solo and being single is a great way to learn just how little supervision I actually need—and how badly I sometimes need it anyway.

Balanced meals become a suggestion, vegetables go missing in action, and there’s no one around to question why dinner is beer with a side of “I’ll fix this tomorrow.”

The upside is total freedom. The downside is realizing I am not, in fact, the responsible adult I thought I was, and carbs are my enemy!

I’ve been both versions of that guy more times than I can count. I buckle down, lose the weight, feel great… then get comfortable and slowly put it back on—sometimes a little, sometimes impressively.

Every time, I confidently declare, “This time will be different.”

And look—I know the track record. I’m fully aware of the evidence.

But still… THIS TIME WILL BE DIFFERENT.

THIS TIME WILL BE DIFFERENT!

There’s a saying: “You can’t outwork a bad diet.”
For me, that couldn’t be more true.

I’ve walked, run, hiked, biked, paddleboarded…
Paid for gym memberships most of my adult life when I wasn’t traveling…
Bought treadmills, steppers, rowing machines, weights…

I’ve also thrown away—or quietly watched expire—more supplements than I will ever admit to owning.

Thousands of dollars.
Endless effort.
All expertly undone by travel, convenience, beer, and the magical thinking that calories don’t count when you’re moving.

I didn’t lack discipline.
I lacked consistency… and apparently vegetables.

And yet—here I am again, staring down the same cycle, saying it with full confidence and zero shame:

THIS TIME WILL BE DIFFERENT.

(History suggests otherwise.
Optimism insists otherwise.
We ride at dawn.)

In the summer of 2025, I finally put myself in a timeout and decided to combine everything I’d learned over the years—plus one major change.

I quit drinking and traveling.

Well… I switched to non-alcoholic beer and still went to Mexico—but that version doesn’t sound nearly as dramatic, so we’re going with the first one.

Still, the intent was real. Fewer excuses. Fewer resets. More structure. Turns out removing just one bad habit makes all the other “this time will be different” promises slightly less fictional.

Progress, not perfection. Even if I had to negotiate the terms.

Check out the non-alcoholic beer blog by clicking HERE!

(I review and list all of the best NA beers; take a look if you would like to see them.)

Here was my daily schedule for almost three months:

Wake up at sunrise and blog and YouTube until 9 AM.

One homemade latte to kind of break my fast.

Stationary bike and row for one hour at home.

Spend 2-3 hours at the gym/spa.

Get home, make a protein shake, and take my supplements.

Eat my only meal between 3 PM and 5 PM as part of intermittent fasting.

Drink non-alcoholic beer in the evening and watch a ball game a few times a week.

I did have a few couch days, but kept track of my gym progress diligently, which is key for me!

(I followed the above to a “T” on gym days shown below)

Rocky Point, Mexico 🌮Taco Tuesday🌮

05/14/2025

by Darrell Accommodations Airbnb recommendations Mexico Rocky Point

Celebrated Taco Tuesday the only responsible way—fish tacos to start, hard-shell chicken tacos to finish, and absolutely zero regard for sequencing, nutrition, or personal dignity.

If this is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

Taco Tuesday went off the rails with beers, the Oilers are winning, and I’m dangerously close to texting people I shouldn’t.

Pray for me. 🙏

Suddenly, I’m pacing, yelling at the TV, talking to tacos like they understand hockey

LFG tacos and burritos.

LFG, whatever this version of adulthood is..

Wing Wednesday hits are different when you are at the beach on that glorious Humpday!

The Edmonton Oilers knock out Vegas and are headed to the Western Conference final!

A City that never sleeps?

Goodnight Vegas!!

Visiting Mi casita in Rocky Point Mexico!

04/23/2025

by Darrell All you can fly Rocky Point Wizz - AYCF!

I took the shuttle from Phoenix for $55, and it dropped me off down the street from my casa, which is perfect. It takes me about four hours to drive door-to-door from my condo in Mesa. The shuttle leaves from West Phoenix and takes about the same time. The USA van takes you to the border, and you walk across, and the Mexican van is waiting. It works out perfectly!

I keep my truck here as it is only $175 a year to insure and inexpensive to maintain. It is a 2003 F-150 I bought off the showroom floor, so I don’t want to let it go. Any major issues will be the end in the United States. My mechanic here is a tenth of the price, so it is a good place to try to keep it on the road. I only drive it around town, which should keep it going for a long time.

When I arrived, my landlord greeted me with a high five. It always feels so good to open that door, as it feels like home.

I have everything I need here to live a simple life. Comfy bed, beer fridge, grill, office, and a 55″ TV all for $150 a month.

I have zero issues keeping it empty most of the year. It is here when my AZ Airbnb is rented or when I want to just get away.

I always have a couple of first stops to see local faces and grab some of my favorites when I come to town.

I had my favorite chicken enchiladas with green sauce (pollo enchiladas verde.

Lower prices, oceanfront beers, playoff hockey, and everyone always has a great time!

2-for-1 wings!

The most famous restaurant in Rocky Point is Pollo Lucas (Lucas Chicken). It is a short ten-minute walk from my pad, and it is amazing.

You can order 1/4, 1/2, 3/4, or the whole chicken and eat it or take it to go.

Each order comes with onions and lettuce, with the awesome homemade salsa and tortillas.

I get the 1/4 chicken for 65 pesos, which is $2.50 for the best lunch ever! The half chicken is $120 Pesos, which can feed two people easily for $6 USD. The whole chicken can feed larger families for about $12 with all the fixings!

Friday nights are surf and turn night at my local watering hole down the street.

The price cannot be beat, as that was $15 USD with a draft beer and hockey.

$150 a month rent easily explains why I have been renting here for over 7 years! Awesome setup!!

Rocky Point, Mexico – FB mashup!

01/11/2025

by Darrell Rocky Point

Here is a clip Facebook put together that includes my first trip to Rocky Point in 2017 until January 2024!

Rocky Point, Mexico – Foodie!!

01/11/2025

by Darrell Rocky Point

Did I mention that I have rented here since June 2017 for $USD 150 a month 🤑

It is not fancy, but I always have a fun and inexpensive trip, and I blogged about my pad here:

Here is a clip Facebook put together that includes my first trip to Rocky Point in 2017 until January 2024!

I am going to try to keep adding to this post with inexpensive and home cooked meals around town.

I keep my Blackstone grill and an air fryer in Rocky Point, as it is perfect for whipping up tacos! 🍖🌮🌯

Puerto Vallarta, Mexico! 😎

01/06/2025

by Darrell Puerto Vallarta (PV)

A great hostel in Centro PV with both dorms and private rooms—clean, social, and exactly what you want when location actually matters.

I’ll be back.
(Read in a Schwarzenegger voice. Non-negotiable.)

I’ve been traveling to Mexico since my teens, and somehow my favorite place here is always changing.

That’s part of the magic.

Most recently, I stayed at the Airbnb below in the Bay of Banderas—and once again, Mexico made a very strong case for rearranging my internal favorites list.

Your trip overview – Airbnb

I went to Puerto Vallarta four to five trips in a row flying free on points using my Southwest Airlines credit card. I’ve been playing the travel credit-card game for most of my adult life, and honestly, I couldn’t even tell you how many cards I’ve opened, closed, reopened, and closed again.

Yes, it can affect your credit score—but I rarely miss payments, and I hover around 750+, so it’s never been an issue for me. At the moment, I carry Frontier, Southwest, and Hawaiian Airlines cards. In the past, I’ve cycled through Spirit (three times), American Airlines (twice), and Delta, usually rotating every couple of years to take advantage of signup bonuses.

One of my favorite Southwest hacks: Costco. They sell $500 Southwest gift cards for about $430. At one point, I bought $2,000 worth to help hit the minimum spend on my Southwest card and unlock the bonus miles. Between Rapid Rewards points and Southwest flight credits, I’m stacked—but I rarely fly SWA these days, so the coupons are sitting there waiting.

Once I landed in PV, I’d grab the local bus—cheap, easy, and reliable—either into downtown or out toward Nuevo Vallarta.

That said, Centro has always been my favorite. Everything you need is within walking distance: food, beaches, bars, markets, and that laid-back PV rhythm that makes staying longer feel effortless.

Hurricanes can be a real issue in Puerto Vallarta, and I happened to arrive the week after a devastating storm in 2021.

Seeing the aftermath firsthand was sobering. Entire areas were damaged, cleanup was still underway, and the mood was noticeably different from the PV most people imagine. One story in particular stuck with me—a woman had been swept away in her car during the flooding. Search efforts were still ongoing while I was there, and tragically, her body was never found.

Just to lighten things up a bit—the first time I ever had my nose and ear hair waxed was in Puerto Vallarta.

Bold choice for a first-timer.

I’ve since done it a few more times, now that I know what to expect—both physically and emotionally. Character-building stuff, really.

You’re welcome for sharing the laughter, as that is what I try to do around here.

Rocky Point – Monday coffee! ☕🌅

01/06/2025

by Darrell Rocky Point

Mondays suck.
They always have.
They always will.

These days, my biggest Monday stress isn’t meetings or emails—it’s watching the New York Stock Exchange and hoping it doesn’t crater and blow up my budget. Once that hurdle is cleared (or emotionally ignored), I kick off the day properly—with coffee and a breakfast sandwich at Coffee Point, located inside Las Palomas Golf Club & Resort.

Las Palomas is easily the nicest condo complex in Rocky Point—which makes sense, since it’s five-star. Three phases, three pools, and more importantly, three swim-up bars, all with ridiculous ocean views. Priorities.

I keep my golf clubs here, though I’ve yet to actually play the course—despite the weekly events and scrambles, which are perfect for my aggressively mediocre golf game. There’s also another solid course at Isla Del Mar, so at some point I really need to get my act together and start swinging.

And yes—I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that coffee sometimes turns into a margarita… or five if I’m still there in the afternoon. I operate on a simple system:

Market green? Stay.

Market red? Leave.

It’s a flawless strategy.

Below is a walking tour of two of the phases, including the newest phase in the top right, which is just finishing up. If you’re going to survive Mondays, you might as well do it with ocean views and questionable decision-making.

Las Palomas even has an amazing golf course—Las Palomas Golf Club—with ocean views, palm-lined fairways, and just enough wind to keep your ego in check. It’s one of those courses where you can play a terrible round and still walk away happy… especially knowing a swim-up bar is waiting afterward. 🏌️‍♂️🍹

If golf were more like hockey, I’d play a lot more—mainly because you could legally drop the guy next to you for chirping your swing.

“Nice drive.”
Gloves off.

And just to make the day even better: the Edmonton Oilers eliminated the Vegas Golden Knights from the NHL playoffs today.

My Point, Mexico casita! 🛖

01/04/2025

by Darrell Rocky Point

The drive takes about four hours door-to-door from my condo in Mesa.

I leave my truck there often enough that it just makes sense to shuttle in from downtown Phoenix instead—$60, no parking stress, no airport traffic roulette.

Sometimes, convenience is worth more than saving a few bucks since I go back and forth so often.

I’ve been renting a small room in Puerto Peñasco—aka Rocky Point—for almost seven years now.
Time really does fly when you can’t remember half the things you did while you were there. 😂

I first stayed here as an Airbnb on June 24, 2017, and somehow… never left.

I talked with the owners—amazing people—and asked if I could rent monthly. They said yes, and I never looked back. I’m paying less per month than my HOA in Arizona, so it doesn’t bother me at all that I’m not here constantly.

It’s become a second home, anchored by my Mexican family:
Fortunado (El Jefe) and Lupe—absolute legends.

Some places you visit.
Others quietly claim you as home. 🙋🏻‍♂️🙌🏻

Lupe is posing with her legendary pozole—made for guests during the Rocky Point rally. I shared the full story and details earlier because this soup deserves documentation.

El Jefe (literally “the boss” in Spanish) is pictured with an old promotional photo they once used in movie theater advertising credits in Phoenix. I call him El Jefe because that’s exactly what he is—the boss man of the Airbnb operation. Between him and Lupe, they run a tight ship.

And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Like most things in life, my visits to Puerto Peñasco have evolved over the years.

When I first started renting, I was working five days a week and hoping to make it down once a month. A couple of years later, I dropped to four days a week and came more often. There were stretches where I was here every weekend—and other times when months passed between visits.

But I always knew something important:
I had a pad in Mexico.

That alone was enough. I didn’t need to jump on a plane to get my fix. Sometimes it was almost too convenient to escape to Mexico for playtime.

Fast forward to 2024, and I had what I thought was a solid plan—to work part-time from Rocky Point.

I’d just spent four months working remotely in Hawaii, quietly and successfully, so I figured: Why not Mexico?

I went all in.

I set up a proper office.
Installed backup power.
Bought Starlink for internet redundancy.
Covered every possible failure point.

Every base covered—except one.

A backup job.

I finished setting everything up around Christmas 2023, ready to roll in January.

Then, on February 1st, 2024, I received an email inviting me to a mandatory meeting. Conveniently, this was the same week the media announced layoffs.

It didn’t take much analysis to realize I was toast.

My first thought?
Thank God I have a place to stay.

My Airbnb back in Mesa was rented out for another three months, so at least housing wasn’t a problem.

Sure, I was annoyed I’d invested money in the office—but honestly?
I hated the job anyway. I was just hanging on for healthcare and needed maybe two or three more years.

Instead, I got a decent severance package and six months of healthcare to figure out my next move.

And my next move was the same as it’s always been:

Travel, I just did not need a return ticket this time!

I mounted a 50-inch TV, added a kickass Sonos speaker, and had my laptop and tablet dialed in. Electrically speaking, I was fully operational.

Around the room, I hung my paddleboard on the wall, parked a fat-tire bike, and lined up the golf clubs, snorkel, and fishing gear—all untouched so far. Honestly, just having them there makes me feel younger… and theoretically athletic, if I ever step away from the computer.

I also upgraded the essentials:
a comfy mattress,
a beer fridge (priorities),
an air fryer, microwave, BBQ, and a Keurig.

Small space.
Fully loaded.
Adventure-ready… eventually.

People tell me all the time that nobody wants to travel the way I do.

I take it as a compliment—usually from someone saying it while standing barefoot at an airport security line, looking deeply unhappy. LOL.

What really sticks with me, though, is when people say I remind them of my mom.

She was a simple Ukrainian woman who lived much the same way in retirement. She spent her later years in a small trailer in Yuma, did most things herself, and answered criticism with a philosophy she perfected over time:

“If they don’t like it, they can kiss my ass.”

Mom was lucky enough to live the snowbird life for over 15 years, and she made it to 84 doing things her way. That seems like a pretty solid blueprint to me—so yes, I take the comparison as a compliment.

I miss you every day, Mom.
And just to be clear—I’m bragging, not complaining.

The Cabo, Mexico Wabo!!🌴🍻🎸

12/28/2024

by Darrell Cabo

One of the biggest photo opportunities in Mexico is the arches in Cabo, Mexico.

It is a quick, inexpensive flight from Phoenix! Some EXPATs claim that Cabo has the best weather in Mexico year-round.

Less humidity, bugs, and 80F/26C! 😎🏝️

I took a tourist boat tour to get a closer look from different angles. It was pretty incredible to see up close, especially on the day I went, as it was very windy, and the water was crashing, making the arches look even better.

I put my GoPro underwater as part of the boat ride as the captain through bread out to attract the colorful fish.

I only stayed a few days as there was not much else that interested me. Cabo is known for its sport fishing, arches, and Sammy Hagar’s Cabo Wabo cantina. I was able to cover all three in one day during my short visit. I found a great Airbnb that was within walking distance to the Cabo San Lucas marina, which is where all the action is in town.

I visited Sammy Hagar’s famous Cabo Wabo Cantina, saw the arches up close, and I have already caught a few Marlin in Hawaii. Those are the biggest reasons to visit Cabo IMHO, other than the great weather year-round, so maybe I will go back one day again.

2024 Rocky Point bike Rally!🏍️

12/20/2024

by Darrell 2024 Rocky Point Rally

As the Rocky Point bike rally wraps up, my landlord makes all her guests menudo, tacos, and coffee to prepare for the long ride home. Some guests came from as far as 19 hours away in Mexico for the rally. What an amazing experience!