I’ve seen some cool stuff in my years as a guide at Campo Cortez, but last night took the cake. Out in the middle of nowhere, with nothing but sand dunes and the occasional cactus for company, I found myself under the light of a full moon, surrounded by the howls of coyotes and the songs of gray whales. It was a truly magical night, one that I’ll never forget.
As I sat there, sipping on a cold beer, I couldn’t help but think about the ancient peoples who once roamed these same deserts. Their rock art still adorns the caves and cliffs, a testament to their connection to the natural world and the creatures that lived within it. And speaking of creatures, the gray whale was one that particularly caught my attention.
You see, these gentle giants are known for their friendliness toward humans. I’ve seen them approaching boats, almost as if they want to say hello. Imagine being a native indigenous witnessing the moon, the whales, and the coyotes, Wouldn’t you put that on a rock to live forever?
And out there in the desert, surrounded by nothing but the sound of their songs, I felt like I was in the presence of something truly special.
As the night wore on, I couldn’t help but think about the interconnectedness of it all. The moon, casting its light on the desert, illuminating the coyotes and their howls, the whales singing their songs, and the ancient art still visible after all these years. It was a humbling experience, to say the least.
So here’s to the full moon, the desert, the coyote, and the gray whale. May their beauty and wonder never fade. And if you ever get the chance, I highly recommend spending a night under the stars, surrounded by the magic of nature. It just might change your life.
Cheers,
Ro