Sometimes I’m just completely blow away by the inspiring adventurers we’ve met along the way. There are just so many crazy things a human can do. We recently met some adventurers in Ensenada and were totally inspired by the journeys the were on. Adventure can look like a whole lot of differen things: a documentary roadtrip, sailing across the atlantic in a boat that was made before your grandparents were born, or for the truly adventurous: composting your own poop.
While staying in the marina at cruiseport, our neighbour, a 60ish year-old man named James, offered us a ride into town (if we wouldn’t mind his stopping for some errands on the way). On the way to his car, he picked up recycling from three or four other boats in the marina (Ensenada does not have a recycling program) and then drove to the recycling depot where we helped him sort the cans, paper, and plastic. This all had to do with what James called his “Green Vision” which involved doing something good for the planet and something good for another human being every day. But we learned that recycling was just the beginning, James is also an avid “humanurer”. Every week he takes all of his human waste in a bucket up to the top of a hill in Ensenada where he composts it – the logic being that we have massive soil shortage and that waste should be going back to the soil and not into our oceans. So you see, a true zero-waste life, is not for the faint of heart!
Soon after we met Lennart and Quentin a Belgium pair of brothers who were staying with James as part of a workaway program. They’d bought a car and were travelling from Canada to South-America capturing inspiring stories about nature. One day they went to the beach with James and started picking up trash, they were soon joined by the homeless people who were living on the beach, all of them picking up trash for no other reason than to clean up the place and have a nicer place to live. They were mostly finished when some local authorities kicked them off the beach for causing a disturbance. You can see this and more in their upcoming documentary.
We were working in the boatyard when we met our project manager Hugo, 30 year old mexican guy, who as it turned out was an avid rock climber. Hugo has custom designed the dream climbing camper van, complete with a hang board on the outside, that now lives in and plans to drive to Canada and climb like a mad thing. He took us to a gymnastics gym to go bouldering (there are no climbing gyms in Ensenada) and then to his favourite local climbing spot on the side of the highway leading in to Ensenada for a night climb with nothing but head lamps for lighting! This guys passion for the sport is truly impressive.
A week or so in, we became aware of a big old wooden sloop on an adjoining dock. We came to know Ulysses a 27 year old frenchman, and his crew, who were planning to sail La Lun II, a 1914 22m schooner, through the Caribbean and back to France, transporting rum and cocoa. For those who haven’t spent much time around boats, sailing a boat from 1914, is probably about equivalent to driving one of the first cars ever built across the country in terms of the difference in technology. Ulysses had learned to sail these older boats working of the coast of Norway in a fishing fleet. His crew were an exceptional group of people also, there was Gregg who built and played Arabic flute, Yuri an ex-rugby player for France, and Pierre who at the young age of 23 had already sailed across the atlantic. You can follow their adventure here.
It was with this group of people that we rang in the New Year. We were the only customer at the tiny tucked away tavern called La Cueva de Garfia or “Garfia’s Cave”. The owner served us a menudo (tripe) soup, which is very popular here in Mexico along with marinated mushrooms. The beers and tequila were soon flowing and before we knew what was happening the owner, wearing an enormous fur jacket (it was only 18 degrees celcius) picked up a guitar and began to sing the most beautiful traditional mexican ballads, otherwise known as ranchero or northegna music. We all sat there transfixed listening. After a while Ulysses piped up with a traditional French sea shanty, the guitar was passed around, and from there everyone was singing, toasting, and welcoming another new year in a blur of Spanish, French, and Flemish.
Happy New Years to you all! May your New Years be full of the adventures that inspire you.