Putito, here's a thought.
So, you drive the truck/kayak south to Los Barilles. I meet you at Punta Colorada and we hook up with the pangero who captains the Bohemia panga - a nut case in the extreme but favored by the La Jolla Kayak guys and others. We head out and find you a 600# marlin to lash into. Remind we to double the beer ration so I have something to do whilst watching you heading for Mazatlan.
Coming your way for the SD marathon on Saturday. That's Peyton's one-year birthday and there's a whoop dee doo at Manhattan Beach at 11:00 a.m. I may shag my butt over there for a half-hour and head south. I have to go to the Convention Center to pick up my AIDS test (kidding) and t-shirt/tracking tool.
I'll chit-chat with you as I migrate south. I've got this big urge to hit La Paz before it turns into a circus so we need to move quick.
Hasta
A-hole, viejo
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