Originally Published the Week of June 12, 2022 in Western Outdoor Publications
I’m joking, but would not be surprised.
No more covid tests to return to the U.S. No more of those intrusive “nose probes” with the Q-tips to the back of your brain.
As of midnight Sunday June 12, one of the last vestiges and barriers to travel finally fell. It’s long overdue, but it’s about time.
For last two years, travelers heading back on international flights to the U.S. have been required to obtain a negative covid test in order to enter the country.
Initially, it required one to go find a testing facility. And this had to be done within 72 hours of the flight back into the U.S.
As onerous and burdensome as that may have been, the U.S. raised the barrier even higher last November. Although covid rates had been dropping along with all the protocols, the CDC feared the ominous head of the Omicron virus.
So, they removed the 72-hour testing requirement and made it even more difficult. Folks had to get a test within 24 hours of their international flights back to the U.S.
Insofar as tourist destinations in Mexico were already reeling from Covid in 2020 when everything was shut down, it was just starting to get back on it’s feet when the testing was initially implemented.
It sent the tourism section of Mexico into a mad scramble to set up testing facilities or find ways to get tests for guests. It further had to assure prospective visitors that it would be easy to obtain.
Test facilities were set up at major airports. Labs popped up everywhere including mobile labs willing to visit hotels to accommodate the demands.
Mexico desperately needed to keep the tourists coming back. It was just getting back a head of steam when the initial testing requirements were implemented.
I remember many people suddenly curtailing their vacations and hastily exiting the country when testing started.
And what if you tested positive? New protocols had to be implemented as well.
Ultimately, what a fiasco. Even moreso when the requirements were increased from 72 to 24 hours before the flight.
Of the zillions of folks that came through Cabo Airport alone, barely a handful tested positive and, according to statistics, most were false positives.
There was a lot of money to be made by sticking that q-tip up people’s noses. The tests ranged from 20 dollars to over 100 dollars in costs.
Once you took the test, you either had to get a printed copy of the results. Or, one had to get their results on their cellphone.
These results had to be taken to the airport. Every time I went to the airport, my personal observation was that the airlines or health inspectors just gave it a cursory look and directed you to the boarding gate. No big deal.
Believe me, Mexico didn’t want you hanging around with covid either false positive or not. In fact, you were able to obtain a new test within 24 hours.
As soon as you were negative…off you go! Adios and please come back again soon. Sorry for the inconvenience, but it’s YOUR country doing this not Mexico.
Also, there were ways around the requirements.
I know of some labs that would “guarantee” whatever result you wanted.
Definitely need to get home and work? No problem, we’ll guarantee a negative test result.
Want to stay a few days with a good excuse? No problem, we’ll guarantee a positive result.
Also, this only applied to international flights.
Many travelers to Baja, for example, cross the border and fly from Tijuana to their Mexican destinations. Those are DOMESTIC flights.
Therefore, on the return, they fly BACK to Tijuana and walk, drive back across the border. No testing required. No international flight was involved.
I had also heard stories of folks who tested positive (with no symptoms) deciding they were NOT going to return to their hotel rooms. They had to get home.
Simple solution. They flew to Tijuana and easily crossed the border and found a U.S flight home.
So…bottom line. Just like masks.
No more testing required. For now.
The CDC says it reserves the right to monitor things and see is some new and crazier viral strain returns. We’ll see.
For now, no tests to come down here. No testing to leave!
That’s my story
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
A couple of years ago, I had some fishing clients come down to fish with us here in La Paz with our fleet. It was their first trip.
Now, let me post a little background.
It wasn’t just their first trip to Mexico. This was their first trip out of the U.S.
After meeting them, I can only imagine the trepidation they experienced deciding to try Mexico.
You and I have travelled all over. No biggie. Many folks have not. I often forget that!
It was obvious from the first evening they arrived off the plane and we greeted them. They were smiley and friendly, but you could tell there was a level of anxiety and nervousness.
Maybe in the way they would smile, but their eyes darted around. Or the way they were checking things out. And the questions they asked.
It was almost like they couldn’t believe they were here. Or that it was a modern as it was. Or that we had all the amenities like electricity and had discovered the use of the wheel. And fire.
Not sure where they had gotten their info or what they must have been reading or envisioned, but I think they half expected open desert and donkey carts when they got here.
After getting them to their hotel, the first thing they wanted was for me to direct them to a local supermarket. Understandably, they wanted to do some shopping for their stay with us.
Not unusual. So, I had one of our drivers take them over to the little neighborhood grocery store a few blocks away.
I figured, that like many of our visitors, they wanted to pick up ice, munchies, beers, etc. for their room and for on the boat while fishing.
I was surprised with what they brought back.
In addition to the bags of chips and junk food, they came back with bread, cold cuts, condiments, lettuce, tomatoes, peanut butter and jelly. Lots of it. And cases of water.
Here’s where I heard the kicker…
They were apparently planning to eat in their hotel room each day.
Despite the fact that we provided breakfast and lunches on their fishing days…Despite all the restaurants they had passed by on the way to the airport…Despite a perfectly good restaurant in the the hotel…
They planned to eat in their room each day.
From the horror stories they had apparently been reading, they didn’t trust the food or water in Mexico.
They were gonna wash their faces and brush their teeth with bottled water. Even in their modern hotel, they weren’t taking chances on faucet water.
(Were they also planning to shower in bottled water? I never asked. But it begged the question!)
On the way from the airport, they didn’t see the nice restaurants. They saw ramshackle (in their minds) taco stands on the side of the road with scruffy plastic tables and chairs.
They saw food vendors on street corners selling hot dogs, tacos, corn and other things from carts and make-shift bicycles.
And, they saw the cattle roaming the side of the highway. The cows were emaciated and skeletal.
Thank you and muchas gracias, but they were having none of that. They were gonna fish and eat sandwiches in their room and go home without any intestinal troubles!
After a sigh and trying to hide my rolling of the eyes, I had to do some explaining.
I told them I could understand buying lots of water. You want to stay hydrated. But the hotel water was fine to wash and brush with.
It was even safe to drink. However, like most city waters, it just didn’t taste real great. So, all of us drink bottled water just like up in the U.S.
As far as food and meat, local food was great. It’s part of the fun of travelling.
If they had doubts, just eat where they saw other people eating. Or, if they were really nervous, eat where they saw other gringos eating. That’s the best test of any eatery including street vendors and side-of-the-road stands.
The rule works all over the world.
I explained to them that vegetables and meat, gets inspected like everywhere else. And I had to tell them, the cattle they see next to the highway is NOT the meat that gets into tacos and dinner plates.
The cattle is free-range cattle that land owners must have on vacant property. Those animals pretty much forage around and that’s why they look so bedraggled and poor.
Mexican meat, especially beef is often some of the best meat around. I’ve had some that rivals the beef we get in Texas where we have our U.S. home. In fact, Mexico is the 7th largest meat producer in the world and the U.S. imports a surprising amount of Mexican beef.
Often it’s grass-fed cattle from the Mexican state of Sonora which is famous for their beef in the same way salmon from Alaska or the Pacific Northwest or lobster from Maine has an international reputation.
Despite my explanations. They remained skeptical.
Indeed, they did make sandwiches, but by the end of the week, they came out’ve their culinary shells a bit. At least were eating at the hotel restaurant, although I did see them fishing the ice cubes out’ve their drinks.
(Obviously, the ice cubes “might” be made with unfiltered water. Melted ice was OK, however.)
And presumably, they were brushing their teeth and taking showers!
Can’t convince them all!
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
Originally Published the Week of April 15, 2022 in Western Outdoor Publications
Food trends come and go. The newest tastiest thing that seems to pervade every menu in some way, shape or form. The come. They go. Some stick around. Some don’t.
Fried mozzarella cheese sticks
Sushi and Hawaiian Poke
Deep-fried ice cream
Garlic truffle fries
Dim sum
Ramen
Spam
Fried Calamari
Everyone has them in places you wouldn’t normally expect it. French restaurants putting their own spin on raw fish. Asian eateries with fried cheese sticks in spicy ponzu sauce and even Spam dishes. Mexican cantinas with nacho fries.
Many of these things aren’t “new” per se. They were just “discovered” by the culinary world and blew up everywhere.
For instance, I remember eating cold raw fish and marinated fish as a kid in Hawaii. With cold rice too!
It wasn’t “gourmet” back then. It was cold because we didn’t have propane for cooking. Couldn’t cook!
Just the way it was. We used lots of soy sauce to flavor everything!
Years ago, our restaurant in La Paz was the first and only place that served Hawaiian-style poke…fresh chunks of fish marinated and served cold with soy, ginger, sugar, sesame and minced onions.
Now, I’ve lost count of the restaurants that serve some variation of it in our city. Oh well. I guess imitation is the best form of flattery.
And, now, the hot new things seems to be “Mexican Street Corn.” I saw it everywhere the last 3 months travelling in the U.S. From Texas to Washington State and Wyoming to California. Menus in diners in roadside truck stops as well as menus in fine eateries in big cities.
I can’t say I blame ‘em. Not everyone might like fried cheese, or raw fish or garlic on anything. But, it’s a rare person that doesn’t like sweet hot corn.
In La Paz, where we live, it’s a go-to snack late at night. A big order can be a whole meal. And it’s cheap. If I were still a college kid, instead of all that ramen I ate, I could very well get by with a big cup hot of Mexican street corn.
Most of the guys in our local neighborhood ride “bike carts” to sell their “Elote.” (corn). The Elotero’s bike cart is usually a jimmied-together reverse tricycle with one big wheel in the back and two forward supporting a platform and often an awning.
These eloteros usually come out as it gets dark and set up on a street corner somewhere. Lines can form quickly.
For the more popular carts, it’s not unusual for lines to remain well into the night. Just like as kids we would hit Jack-in-the-Box or Denny’s after a night partying, a big cup of steaming sweet corn is perfect before heading home.
Step up and tell the elotero if you want a big cup or small cup.
He’ll grab a Styrofoam cup and ladle in some hot kernels from the big pot or basin on his bike. He fills it about ½ up.
Then, some thick white Mexican crema. Mexico’s version of sour cream.
Then a squirt of Valentina salsa similar to tangy Tobasco.
Then more corn on top of that.
Top it with more cream. Another squirt of Valentina.
Then a sprinkle of chili powder. Then a spoonful of salty cotija cheese. Very much like sprinkling parmesan on your pasta.
Layer after layer of yumminess.
He hands you a spoon and a napkin and off you go with your Mexican street corn goodness! The newer places will also have a squirt of lime juice as well before you head off.
Many times, you just stand on the street corner with everyone else or sit on the curb. Or lean on a light pole and start spooning up the tasty concoction.
A big cup is maybe 2 bucks at the most. Often cheaper. That spare change in your pocket is enough to buy a filling meal of this good stuff. It’s a deal. Back in my early days, when all I had WAS pocket change, a cup-o-corn carried me through as my dinner!
Next time you’re in Baja and wandering back to your hotel room and see the guy on the bike cart with a big vat and an “ELOTE DELICIOSO” sign lettered across it, step up for the original street treat.
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan has been writing the Baja Column for Western Outdoor News since 2004. He lives in La Paz with his best fishing buddy and wife, Jilly, where they run their Tailhunter Sportfishing Fleet for almost 30 years as well as their Tailhunter Sea Level Restaurant on the La Paz waterfront Malecon. If you’re in town, stop and say hi!)
Originally Published the Week of April 25, 2022 in Western Outdoor Publications
My wife and I fly a lot for work. In the past 2 years since Covid, I’ve probably been on close to 20 flights.
If you have flown at all during this time, you know that travel has been less than enjoyable. Like everything else. Rules and protocols.
Least of which was wearing a mask in the airport and on flights.
I just loved being sternly reminded to pull up my mask because I absent-mindedly forgot. Some airline and airport people were unashamedly rude. Or suddenly power-tripping!
I get it. But, don’t ream me. I’ll happily pull it up or pull it outta my bag. Chill.
But, I guess they got a job to do too. Especially those early months when no one really knew what was going on (do we really know now?)
Or trying to explain something at the check-in counter when you have a mask and the agent has a mask and they are sometimes also behind a plexi-glass screen.
Or you’re trying to tell the flight attendant that you’ll have another Coke, please.
Or getting stink-eye from someone at the airport or during the flight because you’ve pulled your mask off or sideways for a discreet moment to breathe or eat something.
Frankly, I’m sure I’m hardly the first person who “pretended” to always be sipping on water or a drink during the flight so I could keep my mask down. My wife, Jill, became a ninja about that.
Heck a good number of other passengers had their masks below their noses!
But, I’m not going to debate the efficacy of mask-wearing here. Bigger brains than mine have opined on that subject ad nauseam and can’t figure it out.
However, this past week, I was on a flight the first morning the mask mandate was removed.
A federal court struck down the mandate for airports and airlines and stated that the CDC had over-reached it’s authority.
I was flying on May 19th and had just read about the decision the night before. No idea when it was going to be implemented and, according to my readings, not all airlines had jumped on board.
So, there I was the early morning of the 19th ready to pull out my mask when the P.A system for American Airlines announced “that masks were now “optional.”
I kid you not, there was some handclapping and fist pumping and a lot of smiles!
I talked to the ticket agent at the counter who was literally giddy along with the other American Airlines employees. I told her it was nice to see everyone’s faces and smiles again!
She said they had just received their directive that morning.
Originally, they had been told that the airlines was going to extend the mask mandate until the middle of May. The CDC wanted the extra time to come to some decisions about some new Omicron variant.
But, she was happy as heck! Everyone was.
On the plane, there were announcements from both the flight crew as well as the captain about the repeal of the mandate.
Again, rounds of applause and high-fiving and hoots!
The announcements cautioned that masks were “optional” and asked that everyone be respectful of everyone’s choices. Everyone had their masks off, however, some older folks kept them on understandably.
I was next to a 92 year-old-lady travelling for her birthday who was a gem.
She was smiling the whole time, even under her mask. She said she was happy to see everyone happy and that it seemed crazy to wear masks all the time. However, she wanted to keep hers on because…”Well, I’m kinda old!” she laughed.
Anyway, no one had to pretend they were eating or drinking the whole flight and it was nice to see smiling flight attendants again and interact like normal folk.
I will tell you that when we landed in Cabo a Mexican airport agent came on and said the mask mandate at Cabo Airport was still in effect. (Big groan). However, the opinion is that it won’t be long-lasting and things will probably change.
Once out of the airport, everyone pulled their masks off again.
There’s a few caveats.
Private places may still require you to wear a mask. Here in La Paz where we live, you will still see masks by employees in stores, public places and restaurants and hotels. It’s up to the private owners.
I only had to pull up my mask one time in the last week. That was to go into a supermarket.
Also, despite the repeal of the mask mandate, individual countries may still require masking up. Depends where you’re flying.
Note also that there’s a bear on the horizon.
The U.S. Justice Department may file an appeal against the Federal Court that made the ruling about the masks. As I read it, the Justice Department might assert that the Federal Court ruling is erroneous because the court lacked authority or jurisdiction over the mandate.
The Justice Department is waiting to hear from the CDC which is dealing with a possible new Omicron variant that is supposed to hit us.
However, I think for now the horse is outta the barn. Cat’s outta the bag. The happy faces are back.
Gonna enjoy breathing easier as much as I can for as long as I can.
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
Some High-Fives are gratuitous and don’t mean much. There are other High-Fives that mean everything!
HIGH FIVE and WELL DONE!
Originally Published the Week of April 4, 2022 in Western Outdoor Publications
Last week, my wife, Jill and I were in Denver.
We’ve been on the road 3 months doing the fishing and hunting expositions across the western U.S. promoting our fishing operation in La Paz as well as tourism in general to Baja.
Each week a different city. A different show.
In our booth four or five days for 8-12 hours-at-a-time. Meeting and greeting. Shaking hands and socializing.
We’ve been doing it every January to March for almost 30 years. It’s fun. But, it can also be wearing.
Long hours driving. Different hotel rooms. Too much fast food. Packing and unpacking all the booth and gear. Convention centers with thousands of people packed inside.
So, we’re at our last show in Denver. As often happens, rather than look for parking in a major downtown metro, it’s often easier to take Uber from our hotel to the respective convention center.
Dial up Uber. He’s on his way. Meet out front on the sidewalk.
It’s early. We’re half-asleep, but we gotta get to the expo. It’s show time.
Our uber driver today is Haani. He has a white Toyota Camry.
He pulls up. Good-looking pleasant young man. Swarthy. Cleanly dressed. He helps us with all our briefcases, backpacks and other things we need to drag to the show each day.
We climb in. Bonus points, the car is spotless and he’s got some light jazz playing. Nice music for the morning.
We make the usual conversation.
Jill asks, “Are you having a busy day?”
He says cheerfully, “I’ve been working all morning and usually work the whole day. But, today, I have to take a break in the middle of the day.”
“For lunch?” asks Jill.
“No. Not today! Not for lunch. Today I have a special service to attend!” replies Haani.
“A special service?”
He smiles and turns around towards us in the backseat and says proudly, “Today I will become a naturalized American citizen!”
A pause as Jill and I wrap our collective brains around that for a moment.
“Oh my God! That’s awesome!”
“Congratulations!”
“This is the best news of the day!”
Jill and I are both yammering out loud at the same time from the backseat as we lean over towards him.
We are spontaneously shaking his hand; playfully punching him in the shoulder and giving him high-fives from the backseat. I’m shaking him by his neck. It’s like he just shot the winning basket…scored the 4th quarter touchdown…touched all the bases in the World Series.
For indeed he has!
He is laughing and trying to keep the car on the road!
He is beaming and his proud smile fills the rearview mirror as he watches Jill and I bounce around his backseat pumping our fists in the air!
Haani is from Afghanistan. He has been working hard on getting his citizenship for six long years. He says it is the hardest and best thing he has ever done.
He and his wife work two jobs. Two young kids in school.
He tell us what a great country America is. He could not be prouder. Or more grateful.
Neither could we. He dropped us off and we all laughed and we wished him well with one last handshake and high-five. It made our day.
Welcome to America, Haani.
We’re gonna lift up a cold one to you and your spirit to luck and a better life!
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
Originally Published the Week of Mar. 26, 2022 in Western Outdoor Publications
Living in Baja, visitors often ask me some suggestions of where they can “see the real Mexico.” They’re not interested in finding out where to go zip-lining or the cheapest place to buy a hammock or sarape.
They want the genuine article. The real deal. Something not “touristy.”
I tell them to head to church. Preferably on a Sunday or a Saturday afternoon.
After a momentary quizzical look, I explain that they’ll see a part of Mexico…a part of the community…a lot of history and a lot of culture if they make a visit to the local church.
Every city or large town has a Catholic church.
Since the earliest days of the conquistadores and missionaries, you can pretty much find a Catholic Church somewhere in the area. To this day, Mexico remains largely a Catholic country and the church is still the center of life…even if not everyone goes to church all the time.
Nevertheless, the church is still central to so much that goes on in a Mexican community. Obviously, it’s a spiritual and religious center.
Architecturally, it’s usually in the center of town or in a town square, park or pavilion area.
Socially, it often remains the place where life’s milestones still take place. Start to finish…baptism…confirmations…quincineras (sweet 16 presentations)…weddings…more baptisms…and funerals.
So, I tell folks to head to the local church.
Outside, there are often street vendors in the larger cities. It can be a hub of activity.
Our own cathedral in La Paz is in the town square and adjacent to the town park. There are often musicians playing. Families picnicking. Impromptu karaoke and bingo games. Old men playing chess or checkers.
Stand outside.
If it’s an old church, take in the architecture. Admire the craftsmanship. Many of these churches weren’t made with modern cranes, bulldozers and electric tools.
Old-fashioned human labor with hand tools. Sweat equity for credits in heaven. Pride in details that were meant to last for decades or centuries.
Handmade brick and quarried stone transported maybe from many miles away with carts, wagons and mules. In some cases, the very wooden beams inside the structure as well as the window glass was transported from Spain, not to mention statues and religious artifacts and furniture.
The bells may have come from some faraway forge as well. Most likely yes.
If there’s an old cemetery nearby, well worth it to trace the history of the former priests, padres and parishioners. It was a hard life.
You’ll often see short life spans. Children and babies who died early. Many deaths close in date could indicate a communal epidemic like measles, smallpox, dysentery or a simple flu.
Step inside. Remove your hat. There might be a Mass or other event taking place. Even if not, remember it’s still a house of worship. Be respectful.
If nothing is happening, wander and gaze. Statues, the alter, the stained glass, the wooden pews, paintings and artwork may date back decades or centuries. They may have travelled thousands of miles to find their forever homes in this church.
The craftsmen are long gone, but their work remains. It’s better than any museum.
Imagine today, we go to Home Depot. Get our materials. Build a bookshelf for your home. Never in a million years would we expect it to last for decades. Not like these old artisans.
I’ve been in old Mexican churches where the walls and ceilings are still covered with the dark soot of a century or more of burning votive candles.
A close examination of the area around the alter shows inset graves of the old padres who once serviced their community. The tiles show their names.
It’s a testament to their dedication and commitment that many of them travelled from Spain or other places in Mexico to find their final resting place in the arid hard-scrabble frontier of Baja.
If there are services taking place, many times, there can be multiple events transpiring since often, there’s only one priest or padre. In some instances, the priest is a travel-priest doing services from town-to-town to tend to his parishioners.
But, if you’re visiting, that’s where you’ll see the culture.
I once came for Mass. It was followed by a baptism. Followed by a wedding. Followed by a first communion of 8 and 9 year-old-kids in their little white shirts and puffy dresses.
The whole gamut. Proud families. Happy couples. Nervous youngsters. Big days in life. Big days in the community. The circle of life. The cycle of life.
All in one place. Just follow the sound of the bells!
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
I’m writing this at night from our hotel room in Boise, Idaho. We’re doing a banzai drive from Salt Lake City to get to Portland, Oregon. As fast as the speed limit will let us.
It seems strange to say that we’re not looking forward to being in Portland.
Let me back up.
For almost 30 years, I spend the better part of 3 months on the road exhibiting at all the huge hunting and fishing expositions across the western U.S. Every week another 4 or 5 day show.
My wife, Jill, and I haul our booth, a million brochures and flyers spreading the good word about fishing and vacationing in Baja. Specifically with our own Tailhunter Sportfishing in La Paz.
Thousands-upon-thousands of attendees wander and socialize with outfitters like ourselves in the fishing, hunting, camping, boating, RV and other outdoor pursuits. Us exhibitors sell our wares.
Each week finds us in different cities like Denver, Phoenix, Bozeman, Seattle, San Diego, Long Beach, Las Vegas even Anchorage, Alaska! Criss-crossing the U.S. up-down-back-and-forth in snow, rain, ice, and sunshine.
We’ve been on the road now almost 6 weeks and have finished shows in Reno, Sacramento, Puyallup (south of Seattle) and this past weekend in Salt Lake City. As previously mentioned, we’re back on the Pacific Coast in Portland this week.
A few weeks back in my column, I had commented about driving through so many cities and states and observing the differing covid-mask protocols or lack thereof. I also wrote about my observations of how everyone was hurting for employees. And how customer services were directly suffering from it.
We really didn’t know what to expect of the shows this year. In short, a crapshoot.
No one knew what the attendance would be like. No one knew how many vendors/ outfitters wouldn’t show-up as a result of covid; the fear of covid; or the local mandates and protocols.
As it turned out, attendance suffered at 3 of the 4 shows. All on the west coast.
Exhibitors were absent as well. Again, this was at all at the west coast shows in California, Washington and, to some degree, the Reno Show.
Masking/ testing/ vax card protocols were in place to greater or lesser degrees. Nothing was standardized
I guess that was to be expected. All these shows had been cancelled last year and it’s going to take awhile for them (and the public) to get back up to speed.
And now, we’re headed to Portland.
We love our Pacific Coast. My wife Jill and I both grew up on the West Coast. But, after our experiences the past month in California, Oregon and Washington, we’re dreading Portland, one of our favorite western cities.
I’ll tell ya why.
There’s been a drastic change. A polar shift. A techtonic social upheaval.
In Sacramento, we stay at a well-know hotel chain. Almost 20 years. Not the 4 Seasons or the Ritz Carlton, but hardly the Econo-Riverside Motel either.
Upon arrival. What a change!
People living in their cars in the parking lot. Broken cars everywhere. People living in boxes on busy public street. Multiple people living in rooms meant for 2. Trash everywhere. Tent camps everywhere. Open sewage/ excrement on sidewalks, planters…opens spaces.
Vagrant folks lining the streets. Stores trashed, littered and empty shelves. Such common things like soap, toothbrushes, laundry detergent, masking tape…all in locked cases!
I asked one store clerk what happened to all the shopping carts and shopping baskets. He said, “They all got stolen.”
The second night, our new Chevy Suburban rig got broken into. Not just busted windows. They tore the whole rear liftgate rendering our rig undriveable. Looks like a crowbar was used. Because nothing could be found inside, the bad guys took it out on the vehicle.
Fortunately, we had emptied the vehicle and nothing was taken. But, the vehicle was disabled.
Because of supply chain issues, parts not available!
Over the next few days, others also got burglarized. Police don’t come out because burglary is so common. And they are under-staffed like everyone else. You file a report online. That’s it.
I had to take Uber to the Expo. My driver said, in his neighborhood they leave their trunks and liftgates unlocked so the thieves don’t break in.
Except one day his neighbor found a guy sleeping in his trunk!
While at the show, several outfitters got their rigs completely stolen. One of our clients came to our booth and said several days earlier, he had been carjacked at gun-point by a guy who was escaping from a murder!
We headed north to Washington. Passing through Oregon (more on that later).
While in Washington State, more of the same. Tent cities scattered everywhere. Again, several of our outfitter friends had their trucks and trailers stolen. This time in broad daylight from “guarded” parking lots.
Friends who are law enforcement officers told us many vehicles are being stolen for the catalytic converters. And, many officers are quitting or taking early retirement leaving the remaining tired officers working overtime.
Oh, and new legislation prevents officers from giving chase. About all they can do is yell “Stop!” Also, if someone steals something less than $750 dollars and says “it’s a necessity”, no prosecution ensues.
We were advised by Washington friends not to go into downtown Seattle, again, one of our favorite cities to visit.
And now everyone-and-their-brother is warning us against Portland now. And saying it’s even worse. Even before the pandemic, the area and hotels around the Portland Expo Center were rife with homeless and property crime was rampant.
Vehicles at the Expo and surrounding areas, were regularly targeted. Our own van was broken into several years ago. Police told us that the thieves love vehicles belonging to the outfitters because they are often loaded with camping gear, fishing gear, electronics, outdoor clothing and yes…firearms.
So, now they tell us it’s even going to be worse. And definitely do NOT go into Portland metro.
Tell you what. Several of us outfitters were standing around. We were somberly discussing the crime these days while on the show tours now. All of them hunting and fishing guides.
I quietly admitted that my wife and I both have our concealed-carry permits and that I always carry a firearm now. There was a little pause among the group.
I thought I was going get some blowback for carrying. Big burley mountain guys and salty fishing captains staring at me.
As it turned out, all of them were carrying. In fact, talking to most of the other vendors in their booths, everyone either had firearms in their booths, on their person, or in their cars.
My wife wouldn’t let us drive this year without a (legal) shotgun hidden in the car.
As one Alaska guide told me, “I carry a big pistol to guard against grizzly bears attacks in the bush. But, I’m even more afraid to walk around the cities. So, of course, I carry. Bears are predictable. Idiot people are not.”
It’s gotten pretty sad. Portland, here we come.
Hope for the best. Prepare for the worst. The new normal.
Update: Just finished the Portland Show. We did NOT go downtown. The area around the Expo Center was tragic. Many of the outfitters and vendors said they would not come back. Someone tried to break into our vehicle 3 times, but the alarm scared them off although we were messaged that someone had tried to open the doors…twice when we just ran into a gas station just to buy some soda for the road. It happened that fast! Several vehicles in the parking lot at the Expo Center were burglarized as well.
That’s my story
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
Originally Published the Week of Feb. 1, 2022 in Western Outdoor Publications
They say no good story starts with the phrase,”We stopped in for one glass of white wine.”
However, lots of stories, both good and bad, start with, “Let’s just have one margarita!”
As the owners of a beachfront restaurant/bar in La Paz for almost 15 years and hosting fishing clients for almost 30, we’ve witnessed a lot of alcohol-related stories. Most have been good.
Just fun. Folks having a good time on a well-deserved and long-anticipated vacation where the sand is warm, the waters are blue and the drinks are icy cold.
Other stories? Well…maybe not so good.
Usually, alcohol pain is “self-inflicted.” As much as one can joke that you’re just a “victim,” no one forces you to down another shot or order another umbrella drink.
And I can’t tell you how often, I’ve heard, ”Hold my drink for me for a minute.” Promptly followed by some questionable lapse of judgement.
I’ve always suspected that some drinks get you “more drinker” than others. Or are more conducive to the dreaded hangover.
Likewise, there are so many myths regarding avoidance and cure of the hangover. Of course, you can simply abstain from drinking.
Not much fun in that.
First things first. Obviously, the more you drink and the frequency at which you consume the drinks will have an effect. Likewise, the more alcohol in the drink will have an effect.
However, all things being equal, drinks with bubbles will get you there quicker. Therefore, drinks like champagne or drinks where you add a carbonated beverage like soda will hit your bloodstream faster.
Consider this as well about the alcohol content of the liquor itself. Tequila runs about 40-50% alcohol. Vodka and rum can go 60-95% while gin and whiskey run between 30 and 50%
By comparison a beer while top at 4-6% and wine about double that.
So, how do you help keep a lid on getting totally blitzed?
You’ve got nothing to prove. Sip instead of chug. Sip instead of doing shots.
Water and food are your friends. Eating before drinking helps slow down alcohol absorption in your system.
Drinking water before, in-between, and after drinks helps to keep you hydrated and helps your body better absorb alcohol. Additionally, it helps you slow down your drinking.
Well…assuming you forgot all about that and you passed the point of no return. The party is over and you’re feeling 10 feet tall and bullet proof.
Or not. You know you’re headed down the rabbit hole.
Two rules.
Don’t drive, knucklehead.
Second, there is nothing…absolutely nothing you can do to lower your blood alcohol level. What’s in there is in there.
You drank it…own it. And hope there’s not breathalyzer in your immediate future.
A cold shower might suddenly jerk you into feeling alert, but that doesn’t mean you’re any less intoxicated or impaired.
Same with coffee. It might make you look and feel alert enough to fool someone, but your blood alcohol will still be the same.
Either one is only temporary anyway. You may still end up praying at the porcelain alter anyway and barking like the proverbial seal aka “throwing up.”
Water and lots of it is the best thing you can do for yourself. And lots of sleep. Or, assuming you’re ambulatory and not walking like Gumby, exercise is also good.
But, in reality, few of us think of exercising after a good party.
Now, assuming you make it through the night. And here it comes…the hammer of the gods…your hangover.
A few myths.
Those sugary drinks you had at the cantina did not make the hangover worse. They only made the drinks taste better so you drank more of them faster.
Having another alcoholic beverage (“hair of the dog”) makes no sense either when you wake up. It might make you feel better for a bit but it will only temporarily return you to your happy place. The hangover is still coming.
Many us us grew up grabbing an aspirin or ibuprofen before hitting the rack for the night or first thing the morning-after. It makes sense.
Grab a pain reliever from the medicine cabinet.
However, doctors say that ultimately, pain relievers can add more acidic irritation to your stomach and guts that you already punished with alcohol.
So, what do you do?
Again, water and food are your best friends on the backside of your evening bender.
Water helps re-hydrate.
If you’ve been vomiting in addition to being dehydrated, it really helps to replace lost electrolytes with Gatorade (lots of sugar) or the milder Pedialyte which is often given to babies.
At our bar in La Paz, we keep a good stock of both but also have found packets or tablets of straight electrolytes dissolved in a bottle of water work wonders without the added sugar.
Frankly, they’re great anytime someone is feeling dehydrated.
As far as food, skip the greasy lumberjack special or the taco special combination in the morning. Be kind to your stomach.
Good carbs such as toast or crackers will make you feel a lot better. Weak chicken broth with some rice or bananas also help the situation.
Then get back to sleep.
And promise yourself “Never ever again will I…”
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
Originally Published the Week of Jan. 26, 2022 in Western Outdoor Publications
Well…check any source and you’ll find that the number one travel destination since covid started is (drumroll)…MEXICO!
This is not just for Americans. It’s apparently the top spot for the whole world.
It’s pretty easy to get to, especially for Americans. There’s lots of flights. Or you can drive or jump a cruise ship.
It’s pretty economic. Foreign currency against the Mexican peso is pretty strong. For Americans, the dollar is huge. It’s 20 pesos to the U.S. dollar. International money goes a lot further than in many other countries.
It’s easy to come home. That’s pretty important. When you’re ready to come home…you come home!
Your chances of getting stranded there are pretty slim because of Covid. Your own country might put the pinch on you, but not Mexico.
In fact, there have been some new changes in Mexican restrictions.
As of this month, Mexico has completely dropped all entry requirements. Gone! Deleted! You are welcomed with open arms.
You can argue whether that is good or bad, but it is what it is. I make no judgements. Don’t kill the messenger.
However, borders are now open. In fact, many would ventur that they were never really closed at all. It was pretty leaky.
You also no longer have to fill out either the paper or digital health-care form to enter Mexico. This was the form asking thing like whether you had been in contact with a Covid person or whether you had Covid.
I always thought it was silly. I mean…who is going to answer “yes” on the way to their vacation? Who wants to get told they have to go in the little back room for secondary questioning when the tour bus to the hotel is waiting outside and your luggage is spinning mindlessly on the carousel?
Additionally, Mexican President Obrador has said he doesn’t plan to ever ask for proof of vaccinations.
But, there’s a small caveat.
Individual states, areas or businesses like restaurants, bars and casinos might ask for your vax card. However, according to sources, it’s just like many places in the U.S. with masks. It only applies if the rule is enforced and no one seems to really enforce it.
In lieu of that, proof of a negative covid test within 48 hours will also work. Jalisco is one of the states that recently implemented the rule about showing a vax card.
So, basically, it’s time travel. Mexico is back to pre-covid 2019 in terms of travel.
As of right now, the only real bump in your travel road is coming BACK to the U.S. or entering the U.S. if you’re a foreign national.
The U.S. requires that within 24 hours of your flight back to the U.S. you need to take a rapid Covid test. And, of course, it has to come back negative.
The test takes 15 minutes and you get your results usually within the hour on your cellphone. The airports all have facilities as do many hotels. Or the hotels will have someone come to the hotel.
There are also a plethora of labs that sprang up all over the place understandably.
This applies whether you are vaccinated or not.
If you are a foreign traveler headed to the U.S., the new rules mandate that you must show proof of vaccination now.
Stay tuned. The picture changes all the time!
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
Originally Published the Week of Aug. 11, 2021 in Western Outdoor Publications
Current affairs here in Mexico…
At one restaurant, we sat down to a dirty table. All the other tables weren’t much better. We had to ask the waitress to wipe the table and she looked put out by the request.
At another restaurant, the waiter literally tossed the menus at us onto the table from about a foot away. Turned and walked away.
We’ve waited at other restaurants that we normally patronize and were left drumming our fingers on the table for meals that should not have taken THAT long. I mean, how long does it take to make two plates of fish tacos?
We’ve had clients tell us they went on some kind of booze cruise or some other kind of tour and find out it was delayed because “not enough crew members” or “they had to find another driver.”
We own several businesses here in Mexico and chatting with some other local business owners I guess we’ve got ourselves a labor shortage going on. Sort of like in the U.S., but somewhat different.
We thought it was just us.
For our restaurant it’s been more difficult than usual.
Can’t find a cook. Not enough waiters. We’re down a driver…again. The vegetable delivery guy quit again. The bakery won’t be bringing burger buns for 4 days because they’re short-handed.
We have advertisements all over social media, newspapers, school bulletin boards and other platforms.
Maybe 20 apply. 15 say they’ll be there for an interview.
Maybe 5 show up. Of those, we give 3 of them contracts.
Of the three…two of them actually show up for their first day of work.
One of the two never shows up.
One of the two quits after 2 days. The other one doesn’t show up after 5 days. No phone call. No notice. Just doesn’t show up.
Or the universal excuse, “I have to quit because my mother is sick in Guadalajara.” You have no idea how many times we’ve gotten something like this. Everyone’s parent gets sick in Guadalajara. Right up there with “My dog ate my homework.”
Other business owners are telling us the same thing.
Can’t find people to work.
But, it’s a bit different than in the U.S. where folks find it more economic to sit on the couch with the remote because they’re getting unemployment checks or stimulus checks.
Mexico doesn’t have that luxury. There’s no enemployment down here. Or stimulus checks.
For many folks you work or you don’t eat. So, why can’t we find workers?
Some of our co-business owners with the same issues told me some of it is simply cultural.
“Like the rest of the world, some people just got used to staying at home. If you can ‘get by’ without working, there’s no need to go to work.”
“Many people live together. Especially younger people. You find ‘youngsters’ in their 20’s and 30’s even with their own kids still living in the same house as mama and dad. No one gets kicked out. If mama will keep cooking and washing clothes, there is not much motivation to leave the house. They are spoiled,” is what one business owner said to me disdainfully.
“Some are just looking for the ‘perfect’ job. They have no particular skill or education, but if a job isn’t ‘perfect’ they do not stay and bounce from one menial job to the other.”
One of my amigos agreed, “Yes, if it seems too much like ‘work,’ they quit!”
By no means does this mean everyone has this work ethic. There are many many good hard workers to be found.
But, they are hard to come by .
Or they in such demand, they get snatched up having their pick of positions. And can also command higher pay.
However, with the pandemic rules changing weekly combined with the shortage of workers, service is inconsistent.
For example, the covid rules might say you’re allowed only 30% occupancy at a restaurant or hotel.
Keep in mind that you lost most of your staff last year when everything shut down so you’ve got almost a completely different staff.
Last year’s staff that you had for years. has moved on.
Then, they allow you to increase to 40% occupancy. You optimistically hire and train more people.
You teach them how to cook; wait tables; clean rooms; work at reception; drive shuttles…and with a smile!
Two weeks later, the government knocks everyone back to 30% occupancy.
Or, you you are not sell alcohol after 5 p.m. Or the beaches get closed again.
That pretty much kills all your evening dinner business. You have empty tables. You have empty hotel rooms. People cancel reservations and trips.
So, now you have to fire all the new people you just hired and trained.
Then, the restrictions change again.
And you just need bodies to work. Whoever you can get. Whoever is willing to work.
No real time to train properly. And no one knows how long that person will be working for you either voluntarily or involuntarily.
So, the guy making tacos, is still learning to fry a tortilla. He can’t remember if the fish plate gets beans on the side or rice. Or has never heard of meat “medium rare.” Cooked mean cooking until it’s done.
The guy making your margarita has never worked in a bar before. He thinks a margarita is tequila mixed with orange juice.
They waitress tells you she’s not sure what’s on the menu. She has actually been fired or quit her last 3 restaurant jobs. But, the restaurant owner was desperate to hire someone
The guy driving your shuttle tosses your luggage in the back and gets lost driving to your hotel. Takes 20 frustrating minutes to go 4 blocks.
That’s not to say they’re not trying. Under the circumstances. Seems like most of them are.
Everyone is just trying to get by. I have to remember to cut folks some slack and remember it’s not just us. Or us.
“Dog ate my homework and my mother is sick in Guadalajara.”
It’s just the times we live in now.
That’s my story!
Jonathan
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Jonathan Roldan has been writing the Baja Column in Western Outdoor News since 2004. Along with his wife and fishing buddy, Jilly, they own and run the Tailhunter International Fishing Fleet in La Paz, Baja, Mexico www.tailhunter.com.
They also run their Tailhunter Restaurant Bar on the famous La Paz malecon waterfront. If you’d like to contact him directly, his e-mail is: jonathan@tailhunter.com
Or drop by the restaurant to say hi. It’s right on the La Paz waterfront!
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