They were never really lost nor in harms way...just out of cell phone coverage...but this story is an example of the warm hearts that live in Baja and the can-do spirit of the people who visit...very capable young men who prove by this story that they were experienced Baja travellers....
And OFCOURSE...There will be a NEXT TIME !!!....Because that is the BAJA SPIRIT !!!
Ok so here is the real story....
The storm hit us Wednesday late in the morning, probably about 10:30 or so.
We were still at one of our beach campsites and although we were exposed to the elements we weren't in a wash so we weren't going to get swept away. We got hit by six or so squalls throughout the day with every type of wind and rain one could think of.
We could hear lots of rolling thunder but never had any close strikes. I could tell the main wash south of us was really flooding because of all the brown water mixing into the ocean and after a couple of squalls most of the water we could see was brown.
A 4-foot by 4 foot waterfall burst out of the cliffs down the beach and was cascading down into the cobble stones, eventually clearing all the stones down to the sand underneath. There were cliff slides and big rocks were coming loose and tumbling down the cliffs.
This day was exciting, and in the back of my mind I was worrying about the roads out, but still though with some road work we could make it home the next day on schedule.
We woke up the next day and packed everything up to head home. The roads were very muddy and slick but everything before the wash was fairly manageable.
When we arrived at the wash we walked it before even thinking about crossing it and we realized how bad the road had become. The flash floods had covered this section of the road with a fresh very thick coat of wet mud.
When we walked in it, we sunk all the way to our knees. This is when the work began. We grabbed our shovels and gathered as much drift wood and material as we could find and got to work.
We dug out lots of mud until we got down to the sand below and put lots of big pieces of wood down at the end section where the mud was the deepest.
We spent about 3 hours on the road before even attempting it. The problem was we didn't do enough work to the first section of the road that was a short muddy section which we didn't feel was too bad.
I just threw some pieces of firewood down at the first section for some grip and though I could just keep my momentum up to get to the middle harder section to re-group, then continue on to tackle the last and worst section.
When I went for it I instantly sunk to my under carriage, the road apparently wasn't ready. We started to dig the truck out and do all the usual techniques to get a truck unstuck.
We were about to try our 3rd attempt at getting unstuck and this time we were pretty confident we had a better technique and enough materials in the hole/under the tires to get out. We never had to do that third attempt because we heard a truck in the distance. It was Ignacio and his family sliding all over the muddy road in their 1999 2 wheel drive Ford f-250.
They pulled us out and then after they pulled us out they got stuck and we pulled them out.
They had a 4 wheeler in the back of the truck so Oscar (Ignacio's nephew) and I hopped on it and cruised around the area to look for possible alternate routes, the other roads were worse than the main road so we decided we had to wait.
We camped on some higher ground near the wash that night and headed back to Ignacio's property the next morning. The rest of the trip was us being fed like kings and getting to know the family.
We had a guest house to stay in and were right by the water.
The original plan was to leave Sunday morning, but by late Saturday afternoon it had dried up enough to give the wash a go.
On Oscars first attempt he got stuck so we pulled him out and he pulled it off on the second try!
That was exciting because by now my 4x4 wouldn't have as hard of a time getting through so we were really worried about getting Ignacio's big, heavy 2 wheel drive truck through.
Once we both got through the road was fairly easy back to the highway.
The rest is history. Thanks to all who helped in the efforts. Next time we will have a satellite phone and high jack for sure.