How did it happen?

How can it happen?

When I think I've seen all there is to see, hear, taste, touch ... feel.

Baja humbles me.

Witnessing Rafael moved to tears while recounting his personal journey (legend) up to this moment.

A blanket of dense and nurturing fog tucking itself into the ridges of cardons, cirios, elephant trees.

ALL students climbed the mesa to the cave paintings.

Locked eyes with a bottlenose dolphin.

A Lalo without a mustache.

Only because of the glass-like surface of the sea water, and only because Ricardo was our captain and had done this before, and only because we were ready, did we fully see a fin whale from tip to tip.

A student reflection circle filled with raw emotion, vulnerable moments, and intense strength beyond what I've experienced previously.

First. Sand dune, Face plant. Ever. EVER.

So yeah, it happened again. Like it always does. I am humbled. I am awe-inspired by Baja. But even more so by the wanderers who joined me.

There will never be another Baja II 2016 and for that, I'm grateful.