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The “H” Word

“Bro…what d’ya think? Maybe no fishing today?”

THE “H” WORD

Originally Published the Week of Aug .28, 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

We’re hitting the end of summer and start of fall in Baja. Honestly, the best time of fishing in my opinion. 

The crowds tend to taper a bit as families have kids going back to school.  Airlines and hotels consider this the “off-season” before the holidays in November so this is a little gap in travel.

But, the complexion of Baja visitors and, many places in Mexico changes, as folks take advantage of great flights and better discounts.  Not to mention temperatures are somewhat cooler and, to me, the best fishing of the year generally speaking.

Related to the fishing and not co-incidentally, this is also tournament time when many of locales in Baja have their huge fishing tournaments.  

Destinations like Cabo, especially, host some of the largest tournaments in the world like the Bisbees’ Black and Blue and Western Outdoor News’ Tuna Jackpot as well as many others.

Sometimes, it seems like there’s a tournament a week up and down the whole peninsula somewhere!

So, just as an aside, although it’s “off-season” for travel, if you’re planning on fishing, check ahead to see if tournaments are being held. Make sure hotel rooms are available and boats are open.  Don’t sit on your hands until the last minute.

All that being said, I hate to bring up the “H” word. 

Yes, it’s also hurricane season.  We call them “Chubascos”in Spanish.

In my 30 years in Baja, I’ve hit about 6 of them that were real barn busters including Odile in 2014 that literally blew the doors off the barn and was one of the strongest on record.

That doesn’t mean to change your vacation plans or cancel that long-awaited fishing trip.  But best to have the knowledge.

Honestly, the chances of them happening are pretty slim. I say that very very quietly sotto voce…as it were as I don’t want to jinx anything.  

However, from what I’ve seen so far with the cooler temperatures and cooler waters attributable to the La Nina weather patterns, there really haven’t been that many storms…even baby storms.

 La Nina’s presence  somewhat wreaked havoc on fishing this year turning it topsy-turby.  However,  the upside is that the cooler conditions are less conducive to producing hurricanes.

By this time in other years, we had at least seen some fairly strong storms bubbling around the Pacific Coast of Mexico.  So far, maybe only 1 or 2.  Unlike the Eastern Coast of North America.

Additionally, there would have been some gully-washer “Toritos” (baby bull) storms that would have dumped a lot of rain on areas for short amounts of time.

So far…again I say that quietly…it’s been a quiet year.

That doesn’t mean we won’t get them.  I wish I had a big crystal ball. 

But, the next 2 months will tell the tale.

So, preparation is not a bad idea.

First thing…prepare for the possibility of some rain.  Like afternoon stuff usually.   The good thing is that most of the time when the afternoon shower hit, everyone is off the water by then.

“Torito”- they blow in without warning then blow out!

But, I always bring a windbreaker or at least one of those fold-away panchos you buy at Walmart. Or, in a pinch, I’ve cut head and arm holes in a big garbage bag.

Better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it.

The biggest thing, however, is trip insurance.  It’s economical, it’s easily purchased. 

It protects against missed or cancelled trips…fishing…boating…activities…hotel rooms. 

Even if you’re NOT in the storm zone, the fact that there could be a storm somewhere could strand you in an airport.  You arrive excited about your vacation and find out your flight has been cancelled before you even leave the airport.  

I’ve been stranded many times. 

My flight to somewhere never arrives because the plane never left from somewhere that morning.  There was a storm along the route or something like that.  Or there’s a storm where I’m headed. 

It happens.

Or, conversely, if you get stuck somewhere and can’t get home.  Extra hotel nights…transportation…food…flights…etc. could all mean out-of-pocket expenses.

Trip insurance will help cover that.

Believe me, getting refunds from a business in Mexico is either impossible or just not worth the time and effort.  It’s just easier to insure.

As a practical matter, consider friends and family.  Have an emergency number or some protocol in place so you can keep your family informed.  Let them know you’re OK.

Ultimately, your chances of encountering an actual hurricane are pretty slim.  And ultimately, everyone gets through it with a story to tell.

Just a little FYI. 

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!

_____________ 

Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter International

Website: 

www.tailhunter-international.com

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942

Phones: 

from USA : 626-638-3383

from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCBLvdHL_p4-OAu3HfiVzW0g

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

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GOTTA TRY TO BE BETTER

GOTTA TRY TO BE BETTER

Originally Published the Week of July 28, in Western Outdoor Publications

We run several businesses here in Mexico.  La Paz in Baja to be sure, about 100 miles north of Cabo San Lucas.

We have a lot of employees. 

We have boat captains, drivers, managers and fish packers.  At our restaurant as you might expect…cooks, waiters, kitchen assistants, bartender, etc.

I caught myself thinking the other day about so many of the folks in our restaurant. 

I see them daily.  I say hi.  How are you.  The usual stuff in Spanish. 

Of course, thank you and good job. Professionally cordial and social.

Maybe occasionally issue some direction like “That table needs another order of guacamole.” 

Nothing too complicated.  They are mostly great folks and work hard…most of the time.  Like all of us.

Mostly, I leave the heavy restaurant lifting to our managers or my wife, who are very good and work very hard as well.  I try to stay in my lane as much as possible.

But, I caught myself the other day realizing something that is usually very important to me.

I’m very social, but I don’t really know the names of at least half our restaurant employees!  Really not like me.

I think it’s because in the “new normal,” probably 30% of them will be gone before the month is over. 

Half of them won’t be here in 3 months.  I would bet 90% will be different by this time next year!

Of our current employees, half of them weren’t here 2 months ago.  

Somewhere subconsciously, I told myself it was pointless to learn names until it looked like they were going to be sticking around.  Why waste the energy of someone who won’t be here very long?

And that’s a terrible way to look at people.  Assuming the worst!

It’s hard to find and keep employees these days.  Just like in the U.S.

Seemingly, no one wants to work.  Or they skitter from one job to the next searching for a better deal or whatever.

It occurred to me that maybe some of our employees leave because the owner (me) must be a jerk.  That guy is me.

Are they saying and thinking, “My boss never says much to me and he never even learned my name or called me by my name!”

Ouch. Guilty.

So, the last few days, I made a point to actually chat with a few of our folks.  (I made sure to “cheat” first by checking our payroll list.)

Some pretty interesting and astounding things. 

Let me say as a preface, that folks come to work. And work is the focus.  Employees are clean.  Arrive for their shifts.

 Work then leave.  All very cordial…as much as possible in a sometimes hectic restaurant environment.

But, having a conversation I find out…

Selene is one of 4 adult kids still living with her mom. Mom is diabetic and chronically ill.  Only she and a younger brother work and support the whole family.  Dad disappeared when she was a kid.  She never went past 5th grade.

Vincente has been a waiter for as long as he can remember.  He’s about in his late 30’s.  He has 6 kids in the house including an infant. 

Two of the kids are actually a niece and nephew. He took them in because of issues in that house.  His wife can’t work because she’s taking care of all the kids.  So, a single income family and he makes about $200 a week plus tips.

Their house only has a mini-frig with no freezer and is about the size of a frig in someone’s mancave to keep beer cold.

Lucio…we’ll he’s been with us for almost a year. 

I had no idea, he takes the bus…yes, the bus to get to work.  And then at night when we close at 10 p.m. or so, he takes the bus back home. 

The ride each way on the bus is an hour or more depending on the bus!  And the bus ride usually eats up whatever tip money he earns.  This is for a job washing dishes.

A couple of days ago, he told me they didn’t have water in his 3rd floor apartment with his girlfriend.  The city was having a tiff with the city water company. Water had been shut off to some neighborhoods for several days.

So, he had to carry 5 gallon buckets of water up and down the stairs several times a day to fill the water tank on their roof so they had water for the kitchen, bath and toilet.

Emilio…has sole custody of his son.  The son had a medical emergency that ate up the budget for the week. 

With what he had leftover, he had to make a decision on whether to spend it on the electric bill for light…the gas bill so they could cook…or gas for his motorcycle so he could get to work. 

It’s humbling and sobering. 

As an American, we just unconsciosly assume everyone has a car or a refrigerator.  Or water. Or has a way to cook food.

Shame on me that my avoidance mechanism is to just calling everyone, “amigo.”  It’s more “convenient” than learning a name!

It makes me appreciate them more for what they have to do in order to work and what daily decisions they have to make.

Like eveyrone I have problems and get stressed.  But, I really don’t.  Not compared to others.  I have lots of “inconveniences.”  Not problems. 

…and shame on me for not even learning their names!

I will have to do better and not take so much for granted.

 

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!

_____________




Jonathan Roldan’s
Tailhunter International


Website:

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico


U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942


Phones:
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863
.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

 

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OVER-THINKING THIS WHOLE THING?

You built it and they’re coming!

OVER-THINKING THIS WHOLE THING?

Originally Published the Week of July 19, 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

When I was an attorney, we had a saying, “Everyone tells their story in their own self-interest.”

That’s not to say folks lie.  Some do.  Some don’t.

Some just embellish or elaborate on the truth.  Not quite “fibbing” but everyone slants their story in their own favor.

Human nature.

So, this time, I’m gonna buck the inclination.

What I write is probably NOT in my own self-interest, but maybe in a convoluted way, it is.

It’s just another side…another angle, if you will on some developments down here.

It’s about fixing things that aren’t broken.

We’ve lived and worked down here in La Paz some 30 years.  The changes and developments that keep rolling in are exponential.

Construction everywhere.  I guess that’s part of being a destination city.

If you leave anywhere near a place where folks come to vacation or where they are re-locating…the coast…the mountains…a river…a lake…

You know what I’m talking about!

There’s really not much to do about it either, but here’s my take from another angle.

Here in La Paz, they stopped direct airline flights from the U.S. about a dozen years ago.  We just weren’t “touristy” enough.

You had to fly from the U.S. to Cabo and shuttle or drive up 3 hours the 100 miles to La Paz.

Or you took a convoluted series of connection flights that got you here.

Or you could catch a direct flight from Tijuana.

I’ll admit.  Not the most convenient.  Actually, kind of a pain in the B..TT, for most of us.  Not just the extra time, but the cost as well.

But, I like being “non-touristy!”

The world is full of Cozumels, Cancuns, Puerta Vallartas and Cabo San Lucases.  Nothing wrong with that.  Fun spots and they certainly have their place.

To each their own.

But the world is quickly losing the alternative non-touristy spots.

Like La Paz…family-oriented…relatively quiet…you can walk the historic streets…no one chases you down the street to sell you t-shirts, timeshares or jewelry.

But, the word is out.  And people are flocking.  I get it.

Every magazine article…every youtube video…”La Paz is the Next Hidden Spot!”

Come find it!

Right…

So, for the first time in more than a decade, there will be 2-5 flights a week from Los Angeles here.

Sigh and a big whoopie.

As a business, sure, this will be great.  Make is easier for people to find us and get to us.  More clients.  More business.

But that’s the problem as well.

There should still be places on this planet that are little harder to find.  There should still be places that are a little harder to get to.

That’s the charm and attraction.  The “road less traveled” is not as easy to find as our planet gets more crowded and people go wandering around the face of the Earth.

I’ve seen it. You have seen it.  I’ve visited places around the world as well.  I’ll admit my own mind starts fantasizing…

Man, it would be great to buy some land here.  Or buy or build a house here.  Or live here!

Same thing down here. The land boom is already on.  The construction crush is here.

The powers-that-be with more wisdom than I possess took one of the local beaches…one of the prettiest in Mexico if not the world…and decided to put bathrooms out there.  And shady palapas and trash cans.

Let’s fix what wasn’t broken!

Well, what was once a beach you would find in Conde Nas and National Geographic is now so covered with beachgoers and vendors selling churros and t-shirts that the they have a quota now on how many folks can be there at one time.

You have a time limit as well as to how long you can stay.  There’s a waiting line to get in.  And don’t get me started on the trash!

To another beach, they turned a little two-lane Mexican road into a super highway.  Same thing happened.  They built it and yes…they came…in droves.

I know there’s no stopping this.  But, I do lament the progress of not leaving well-enough alone and remember what it used to be like.

These ARE the good-old days.

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!

_____________
Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter International

Website:

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942
Phones:
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

 

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CHECK YOUR TOYS AT THE DOOR PLEASE

CHECK YOUR TOYS AT THE DOOR…

Originally Published the Week of May 5, 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

There was a time many many years ago in another time, space and dimension when I would visit Mexico to go fishing, I brought a lot of gear.  Maybe you were the same way.

I had the biggest of the biggest rod tubes they sold.  It was jammed with so many rods back-to-front and front-to-back.

As many as I could fit.

Trolling rods.  Jig sticks. Live bait rods.  Light tackle sticks. Flipping sticks. Meat sticks.  Maybe a spinning rods or two for good measure.

It was like the old saying, “Better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it.”

Had to bring ‘em all plus every new rod that “needed to be broken in!”

And of course, that meant I needed a reel to match every rod.  All by themselves, they filled a suitcase or an ice chest. 

Can’t forget the terminal tackle either.  Lures. Hooks. Extra line.  Every color of lure, jig and trolling feather.  Plus all the gadgets like dikes.  Needle-nosed pliers.  A fillet knife.  Wire crimps and of course a fighting belt or harness. etc. etc.

Sound familiar?

I look back on those days and shake my head.

Honestly, at the end of the trip, I might have used 10% of all that.  I couldn’t even physically carry that gear now.  I wouldn’t want to on my old knees, shoulders and joints.

But those were the days when everyone did that.

We dragged these highly awkward 7 and 8-foot plastic rod tubes in our cars and through the airports.  We tried not to smack folks in the head. 

Our tackle bags required sherpas and porters to heft.

When we reached our destinations, it took half-a-day to set it all up. 

And if your buddies all brought stuff, everyone had to spread their stuff out on the hotel room floor and beds and compare toys!

But, that was another day and time.

Airlines didn’t ding you an arm-and-leg for your luggage.  Or hit you up for a small mortgage if things were over-sized or overweight.

Those were also days when “sharp things” weren’t frowned upon or outlawed in the cabin.  They did not result in raised eyebrows going through an x-ray machine.

I’ve had friends try to carry on machetes, anchors, hunting knives, crossbows (yes!), spears and gaffs, let alone pocket knives and multi-tools.

But, over the years, that has all diminished quite a bit.

It’s just too hard.  It’s too expensive. 

The airlines and TSA are understandably too watchful.  It’s a pain-in-the-@#$$ to get searched.  We all hate just taking off our shoes!

But a number of folks still bring stuff.  That’s all well-and-good.  There’s another saying about “never going to war with someone else’s rifle.”

I get that too.  We like our own gear.

But, just a heads-up.

Mexican customs is also getting more circumspect as well.   If you travel by plane, we all fill out those customs forms.  But, of course, we never actually read them! 

But, there are restrictions.

And those restrictions have always been there.  We just never cared much or they always waved us through. 

The faster to get to our hotels and wrap our hands around a tall cold one and get those vacations started.

Some are calling it a “money grab.”  But, hey, the law is the law.  Rules are rules.

You drive 50 in a 35 mph zone every day and never get busted. Then one day you get pulled over, it’s hard to argue the point

But, Mexico customs has rules like  how many CD’s and DVD’s you can bring.  How many cameras you’re allowed to have.  How much work material you can bring.  Blah blah.

And yes, there’s a rules limiting how much sports equipment you can drag into the country.

And that includes fishing gear.

Yup!

The rule is 4 rods and reels per person.  And that doesn’t mean you can have one tube with 12 rods for you and your 3 other buddies.

Four outfits for each individual person.  Each carrying their own.

But, there’s more to the rub.  A bigger ouch.

Many airlines are restricting the fishing outfits to only 2 per person.  Two rods.  Two reels.

And when you hit the customs inspectors at the airport, there’s a fine for violations.  Go to the little room and pay the man.

They’re not checking everyone.

But, they are checking more often.

They’re not being mean. They’re just being more diligent.

And if there’s new gear, they might ask for a receipt showing the value of the item.  Yes, there’s a tax on that too.

And it’s no fun getting asked to walk to the little customs room to fill out forms and pay the fine. 

So, just be aware before you start packing all your gear.  Check your airlines and be forewarned that you might be that one person out’ve 10 in line that gets pulled aside.

Like getting pulled over for speeding while everyone zooms by you.  Why me?  Just not your lucky day. 

Bad way to start your vacation!

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!

_____________ 

Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter International

Website: 

www.tailhunter-international.com

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942

Phones: 

from USA : 626-638-3383

from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCBLvdHL_p4-OAu3HfiVzW0g

We don’t stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing.

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WITH EACH PAVED ROAD

WITH EACH PAVED ROAD

Originally Published the Week of May 10, 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

When I first moved down here to Baja, it wasn’t difficult to find some space.  The vistas were grand.  The beaches were expansive.

The sky was big and the “world” went from horizon to horizon.

There was a rugged tranquility of the desert frontier by the ocean that pervaded every aspect of life.  It was inescapable.

You knew you were somewhere sublimely and beautifully alien.  You knew you were perhaps in a different portal of time, space and dimension from where you had come from.

There’s a certain anxious edge to knowing that you had to actually “THINK” about your day.  Not just how to get to work or your dinner plans, or what you were doing for the weekend, etc.

It was much more primitive.

Do I have enough gas? 

Is there gas?

Do I have food?

What will I eat and how will I get it?

Do I have enough water?

How far do I need to travel today from Point A to Point B and back?

Is there electricity today?

Will I be able to cook today and is there enough fuel?

These things had to actually be planned.  And any glitch or bump in that road of existence could mean a bad day or at least a really inconvenient day of the worst kind.

Because nothing was really “convenient” per se.  But, that was the beauty of it. 

You had to actually rely on yourself a lot more.

The only thing convenient was the free clean air and the ocean and Baja desert.  All around.  All the time.

I could climb a rocky hill stretch out my arms like the famous Jesus statue above Rio de Janeiro in Brazil.  Looking out over the blue empty ocean and desert and not see a single person!

Far as the eye could see.

In my own mind I could stretch my arms and laughingly tell myself, “I own all this!  It’s mine!”  And yell to the wind and jump up and down.

Metaphorically speaking, yea…I did own it!

It’s a silly exhilarating feeling. Kinda like the way a kid feels in his first treehouse.  ALL MINE!

You want hold onto that feeling.

…and you always want it to be that way.

I would revel in the thought that I hoped to share this with my kids and grandkids someday and others who would appreciate the special place.

A dream.  A hope.

And today I’m sitting here in my office overlooking the waterfront and am quickly reminded that the vibe is eroding with increasing velocity.

A BMW just drove by.  A Mercedes Convertible as well.

Down the street there’s another chic-chic boutique hotel almost completed that I would never be able to afford a night (not sure I would want to…but that’s not the point).

There are two yachts in the bay that are too large for the local marina.  I’m told one is owned by Microsoft people.  The other might be the owner of Home Depot and an NFL team.

I will have to take a detour home tonite because they’re digging up and paving a dirt road that went over the hills to a little-known remote beach. 

Well, everyone knows about it now because a condo complex is planned for it. There’s big billboards around town.

“Own a piece of secluded paradise. (Emphasis on “secluded.”)

A week doesn’t go by where I don’t run into folks that are house hunting here “to get away from it all.”

If you build it, they will come.

There are farm-to-table organic farm restaurants and wine-tasting rooms popping up next to French, Italian, Asian and Fusion eateries.

I often read the social media boards to check what local gringos are saying and thinking.

Recently, someone posted, “What turns you off about restaurants in Mexico?”

One replied, “Furniture made from wood pallets or plastic chairs with beer logos on them.”

Another wrote, “Lack of Michelin 5-star restaurants.”

And another, “All the waiters that don’t speak English.”

Say what? Ouch!

Harsh.

Personally, with each comment…with each new bit of development in the name of progress…with each dirt road getting it’s first coat of asphalt…

It feels like a little more of O.G. original Baja…original Mexico …erodes away. 

Yes, I can still climb that rocky hill and scream this is “All mine.”

But I probably have to do it a lot quieter because there’s a housing development and condos on that hill now.

And step gently so I don’t get busted for trespassing. 

Harsh.  Wish I had my treehouse back.

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!

_____________ 

Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter International

Website: 

www.tailhunter-international.com

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942

Phones: 

from USA : 626-638-3383

from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCBLvdHL_p4-OAu3HfiVzW0g

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

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CHECK YOUR TOYS!

CHECK YOUR TOYS!

Originally Published the Week of May 5, 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

There was a time many many years ago in another time, space and dimension when I would visit Mexico to go fishing, I brought a lot of gear.  Maybe you were the same way.

I had the biggest of the biggest rod tubes they sold.  It was jammed with so many rods back-to-front and front-to-back.

As many as I could fit.

Trolling rods.  Jig sticks. Live bait rods.  Light tackle sticks. Flipping sticks. Meat sticks.  Maybe a spinning rods or two for good measure.

It was like the old saying, “Better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it.”

Had to bring ‘em all plus every new rod that “needed to be broken in!”

And of course, that meant I needed a reel to match every rod.  All by themselves, they filled a suitcase or an ice chest. 

Can’t forget the terminal tackle either.  Lures. Hooks. Extra line.  Every color of lure, jig and trolling feather.  Plus all the gadgets like dikes.  Needle-nosed pliers.  A fillet knife.  Wire crimps and of course a fighting belt or harness. etc. etc.

Sound familiar?

I look back on those days and shake my head.

Honestly, at the end of the trip, I might have used 10% of all that.  I couldn’t even physically carry that gear now.  I wouldn’t want to on my old knees, shoulders and joints.

But those were the days when everyone did that.

We dragged these highly awkward 7 and 8-foot plastic rod tubes in our cars and through the airports.  We tried not to smack folks in the head. 

Our tackle bags required sherpas and porters to heft.

When we reached our destinations, it took half-a-day to set it all up. 

And if your buddies all brought stuff, everyone had to spread their stuff out on the hotel room floor and beds and compare toys!

But, that was another day and time.

Airlines didn’t ding you an arm-and-leg for your luggage.  Or hit you up for a small mortgage if things were over-sized or overweight.

Those were also days when “sharp things” weren’t frowned upon or outlawed in the cabin.  They did not result in raised eyebrows going through an x-ray machine.

I’ve had friends try to carry on machetes, anchors, hunting knives, crossbows (yes!), spears and gaffs, let alone pocket knives and multi-tools.

But, over the years, that has all diminished quite a bit.

It’s just too hard.  It’s too expensive. 

The airlines and TSA are understandably too watchful.  It’s a pain-in-the-@#$$ to get searched.  We all hate just taking off our shoes!

But a number of folks still bring stuff.  That’s all well-and-good.  There’s another saying about “never going to war with someone else’s rifle.”

I get that too.  We like our own gear.

But, just a heads-up.

Mexican customs is also getting more circumspect as well.   If you travel by plane, we all fill out those customs forms.  But, of course, we never actually read them! 

But, there are restrictions.

And those restrictions have always been there.  We just never cared much or they always waved us through. 

The faster to get to our hotels and wrap our hands around a tall cold one and get those vacations started.

Some are calling it a “money grab.”  But, hey, the law is the law.  Rules are rules.

You drive 50 in a 35 mph zone every day and never get busted. Then one day you get pulled over, it’s hard to argue the point

But, Mexico customs has rules like  how many CD’s and DVD’s you can bring.  How many cameras you’re allowed to have.  How much work material you can bring.  Blah blah.

And yes, there’s a rules limiting how much sports equipment you can drag into the country.

And that includes fishing gear.

Yup!

The rule is 4 rods and reels per person.  And that doesn’t mean you can have one tube with 12 rods for you and your 3 other buddies.

Four outfits for each individual person.  Each carrying their own.

But, there’s more to the rub.  A bigger ouch.

Many airlines are restricting the fishing outfits to only 2 per person.  Two rods.  Two reels.

And when you hit the customs inspectors at the airport, there’s a fine for violations.  Go to the little room and pay the man.

They’re not checking everyone.

But, they are checking more often.

And if there’s new gear, they might ask for a receipt showing the value of the item.  Yes, there’s a tax on that too.

And it’s no fun getting asked to walk to the little customs room to fill out forms and pay the fine. 

So, just be aware before you start packing all your gear.  Check your airlines and be forewarned that you might be that one person out’ve 10 in line that gets pulled aside.

Like getting pulled over for speeding while everyone zooms by you.  Why me?  Just not your lucky day. 

Bad way to start your vacation!

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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Jonathan Roldan’s
Tailhunter International


Website:

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico


U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942


Phones:
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863
.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

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NEVER WOULD I EVER

Working the Streets around 1995

NEVER WOULD I EVER

Originally Published in Western Outdoor Publications the Week of Mar. 8, 2024

I’ve been in La Paz now for some 30 years.  For sure, there are more years behind me than in front of me on this adventure.

There’s something to that saying about “God closes windows and opens other doors.”  We did OK.  We’ve survived a lot of ups and downs and all-things-being-said, it’s been a wonderful blessed ride.

Laughingly, I probably wouldn’t do it again!  And, if I did, I sometimes think of all the things I would have done differently.

But, on the other hand, all things today are because of all the experiences that happened in the past.  It’s a total culmination. 

It turned into another career that I never anticipated.

It turned into several businesses in Mexico that were not on the agenda.

As a confirmed bachelor for over 50 years, I finally found my wonderful life partner in my wife, Jilly.

Funny how things happen when you’re not even looking that hard.  And it’s funny how things happen and what you do when you’re hungry!

But, never ever in a million years would I have anticipated that I went from being a suit-and-tie litigation attorney to living in my van those first few years.

I thought I was just taking a year off from the hectic blood-and-dusty coliseum of the courtroom. 

Went to work on a remote part of the East Cape as a fishing guide, divemaster and chef.

Well, 8 months into it, that didn’t work out unfortunately and I found myself jobless and homeless and a stranger in a strange land!

My Spanish was limited.  I was down to my last 6 dollars.  There were no cellphones 30 years ago. 

Worst of all, because of what happened at my “supposed” job, I was without a passport and my ex“boss” had never filed my work papers!

Scary to say the least.  Talk about the rug being pulled out from under my feet. 

No money. Totally illegal.

No way to communicate with anyone. No cellphone back then.

Couldn’t drive back to the U.S.  Couldn’t even afford the gas, even if I could legally get across.  (And this was before 9/11!). 

Imagine me in a beat-up van showing up at the border.  A brown guy with with no paperwork!  

Oh, and I had Jimmy, my dog too!  That would’ve gone over really well with the border inspectors!

There was 900 miles of desert between me and the border.

It might as well have been a million miles!  Prospects did not look promising.

I made it up to La Paz and walked into every hotel I could find.  I told whatever manager I could find that I could run and set up a fishing or diving operation for them.

Remember, my Spanish was not that great back then and frankly, in my raggedy clothes, looking back, it wasn’t a greaet impression.

I’m sure that had a lot to do with getting turned down. 

Plus, how could anyone legally hire me?

I had no work papers.  I had no passport.  It looked pretty grim.

I did the only thing I knew how to do…and not very well, but it’s all I could do!

I went out on the street and offered to take people fishing.

I was down to my last 2 dollars when someone heard me speaking English and inquired about taking him fishing.

I asked how much money he had.

“I have $60.”

“Sir, that is exactly the price of a day of fishing!”

I called a friend who had a functioning car. He offered to drive the prospective client and myself to the beach and make some burritos for lunch.  He called a captain who had a panga and some fishing rods.

All of us were pretty penniless at the time.  We agreed to each split the $60.   Twenty bucks each sounded like a lottery win at the time!

The guy went fishing and caught a mess of dorado.  He even tipped me an extra $10!

Best of all, he wanted to fish 2 more days!  Holy cow.  BINGO!

And that’s how it all started…

I pretty much lived in my van with my dog on a back street of La Paz.  No one really ever knew for several years.

I found some wooden palettes and built a Charlie Brown style lemonade stand and would stand out there on the waterfront every day. I was just hoping to entice someone to let me take them out fishing.

My target was just hoping to get at least one booking per week to survive.

In between bookings, I would search the cracks between the car seats for enough change to buy street tacos to eat and share with Jimmy, the dog.  I took showers wherever I could or whoever would let me sometimes crash on a couch.

Sometimes, I would pray and hope the clients would invite me to dinner.

It was a wild hand-to-mouth existence. 

We survived.  We grew.  We’re still here 30 years later.  We’ve come a long way.

But, never would I ever have foreseen the journey or the path.  And I wouldn’t do it again, but I’m grateful how it all turned out.  Life takes some funny turns.

Oh, and I never ever had to put on a suit and tie again either!

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!

_____________ 

Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter International

Website: 

www.tailhunter-international.com

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico

U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942

Phones: 

from USA : 626-638-3383

from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCBLvdHL_p4-OAu3HfiVzW0g

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COVERED IN LIGHTS

COVERED IN LIGHTS

Originally Published Feb. 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

“I remember when the bay was pretty much completely dark at night,” my wife is fond of saying when she look around the bay some nights.

“But now look.  The lights go completely around the bay and growing all the time.”

She’s right.  She usually is.  Even she’ll tell me that!

Where we live in La Paz about 100 miles north of the hustle and bustle that is Cabo San Lucas, our little city has grown up.  Whether for better or worse, I don’t know.

But, as we stand on the shore of the beach at night before we head home from the office, there sure are a lot of twinkling lights around the bay.  Not just along the shore, but headed up the hills and inland.

Not just lights from homes and businesses. 

Cars.  Streetlights.

Too many.

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It wasn’t always like that.  Even a few years ago, it wasn’t like that.

And, although I know it’s an optical illusion, growing…no multiplying before my eyes.  I shake my head to clear my vision.

There’s no denying that the natural blanket of darkness is fighting a losing battle to Edison illumination.

When I first arrived in Baja..

Thirty years ago I lived on the beach.

And I thought I was living the dream.

I was hired as the divemaster, fishing guide, kayak guide and, at times, the chef, of a little boutique hotel on the East Cape.

It only had 8 total rooms.  And about 500 acres of Baja shoreline and desert.

Ten miles down a dirt road from anywhere.  There was nothing but Baja sun, soil, dust and the Sea of Cortez anywhere nearby.

Water came from a well in the rocky soil.  Electricity from a generator. 

I had a little backpacking tent out on the sand.  I had found a wooden pallet and pitched my tent on my make-shift platform.

I ran 5 huge extension cords from the main house 40 yards out to my place on the beach.  It was enough to power a small light and my trusty Sony Cassette player.

I had 6 cassettes that had survived an afternoon I had stupidly left on the dashboard of my van that had not melted.

Jimmy Buffett. A James Taylor. The Eagles. An Aerosmith. A Ted Nugent and a Led Zeppelin.   In totality, maybe 40 or so songs that were the extent of my Baja playlist.  No radio signal way out there. 

In the days well before iPods or streaming devices…yes…there was a time before those existed…this was my Baja soundtrack.

No phones.  No TV’s.  No DVD players.

I cooked on a camp stove.

I erected one of those collapsible sun shades over more pallets.  It was my “beach store” and “rental hut.”

I hung wetsuits and stacked fishing rods in it.  I piled the kayaks outside.  A couple of battered scratched plastic Corona Beer chairs I had scrounged completed my staging area.

I lived in my s-shirt, boardshorts and weathered straw lifeguard hat.

For my first 4 months I never wore shoes.  For 6 months, I never touched cash or wrote a check.  I caught, grew or bartered for whatever I needed.

It was downright glorious.

But, the nights were the most spectacular.

After the few lights at the little hotel had been doused.  And the handful of clients had been put to bed, it was “showtime. “

I would pull one of the plastic chairs out onto the sand. Out into the darkness.  With only the sounds of the small waves lapping at the shore, I would lean back on that chair.

And I would look up.

And it was breathtaking.

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More stars than I had ever seen in my life.  Big ones.  Little ones. Blinking ones. 

I could see whole parts of the Milky Way and more constellations than I could ever count. Ursa…there’s the Dipper…Orion’s belt…or is that Gemini?

…and shooting stars.  There’s one…then another.  And another.

Blazing trails across the blackness that wasn’t quite so black. Trails that lingered for seconds before another arced across.

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And I would stare and stare and watch the celestials move across the night sky.

It was magnificent.

And it felt at once so large and encompassing and yet humbling and simplifying in it’s enormity.  From horizon to horizon.

Often, even at my feet, in the lapping waves. . . twinkling orbs of bioluminescent plankton…the ocean’s own neon adding to the light show.

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I couldn’t help feeling part of it.  And at the center of the vastness of the ethos.  Privileged.  Honored.  Blessed.

And feeling a priceless gratefulness to be there at that moment in time.

Fast forward 30 years.

And now, I look at twinkling lights that dot the bay.  Growing before my eyes.  For better or worse, I can’t say.

But, I do know that these don’t make me feel like those nights on a lonely dark beach when I got to be part of the galaxy.  I miss that. 

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!

_____________




Jonathan Roldan’s
Tailhunter International


Website:

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico


U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942


Phones:
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863
.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

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IF OUR STANDARDS DON’T MEASURE UP (LOWER YOUR STANDARDS!

IF OUR STANDARDS DON’T MEASURE UP…LOWER YOUR STANDARDS!

Originally Published the Week of Jan. 16, 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

In these days of social media, you can pop open pretty much any venue of your choosing.  Click on Facebook, X (formerly Twitter), TikTok, Instagram…I can’t even remember all the others, but you get my drift.

You can find a zillion folks to back up any opinion or belief you might harbor.  Good or bad. 

Basically, there’s a bunch of wonderful people who think brilliantly exactly like you and a whole bunch of those “other” unlightened idiot trolls who don’t subscribe to your view of the world.

It can be anything from politics to religion.  Global warming to Education, Medicine, child rearing and who deserves to be in the Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame. 

You think aliens discovered America?  There’s a million people who agree and a whole bunch of people who think you’ve been drinking the purple cool-aid.

Take your pick.

Where we live in La Paz, every now and then, I pop up the message boards on one of the media outlets like Facebook or somesuch. 

It’s all run by various gringos in town and it’s good for me to see what folks in town are thinking.  But, I do NOT ever post anything on these boards.  I know better.

Like I said, whatever opinion I might have I’m sure there’s a whole bunch of ex-pat gringos who will happily tear me a new one especially since we’re high profile in the city and they’re all “experts.”

That’s one thing about social media. 

Once a person is hiding behind the screen of their laptop, tablet or smart phone, it’s a license to take off all the filters.  And they have a God-given right to express their opinion!

But, I don’t think I’ve ever seen the social media “community” in our city come together en masse against one gal who posted up her opinion of the food she found in Mexico…specifically our little city of La Paz.

For as much as the gringos might bicker back and forth on the message boards, they rose up like angry bees against this one opinionated post.  It was as if this lady posted a  911 culinary attack against the whole city.

She wanted people’s opinion because she was thinking of moving to La Paz.

However…the gist of her post was a rant about local restaurants and food.

Uh-oh! 

She just didn’t know if she could live or how she would bear up because the local food was not “up to her standards!”

Yeow…that’s clearly fighting words and bulletin board material!

She railed about how there were no “Michelin 5-star places” for her to eat like she was “accustomed to.”

The food she encountered was un-palatable and disgusting and a clear reflection on the restaurants, chefs and kitchen staffs.

How dare we consider Mexican seafood “real seafood” because she had eaten better seafood in Europe.  And my gosh, is this really “sushi” in Mexico?  She had eaten more tender and tasty sushi in Japan where they really know how to make sushi.

Eating food from street carts?  Barbaric, uncivilized and unhealthy!

It went on and on. 

About incorrect table service.  Restaurant décor.  Table manners of other diners. Ambience.  Blah blah freakin’ blah.

And boy…did she ever poke the bear!

You can only imagine the entertaining online reading.

Name calling smackdown and growling of the highest caliber!

“Go back to Japan or Europe!”

“Food snob!”

“Entitled!”

“Food Karen!”

“You can put your opinion in a special place!”

“Offers to beat her with a sushi roll!”

“I got your Michelin 5 stars right here, Lady!”

“Loosen your over-tight gastronomic underwear!”

“Hold the pickles hold the lettuce special orders don’t upset us!”

“Why do you even want to live here?  Go back up into your white tower!”

Some were in Spanish that I didn’t even try to translate.

It was wonderful to see my online neighbors band together for once with a salvo of indignity! Civic pride at it’s finest.

Food can be such a chest-thumping unifying force!

I have no idea what happened to the lady. 

Buen provecho!  Bon Apetit!

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!

_____________




Jonathan Roldan’s
Tailhunter International


Website:

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, Mexico


U.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942


Phones:
from USA : 626-638-3383
from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863
.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

“When your life finally flashes before your eyes, you will have only moments to regret all the things in life you never had the courage to try.”

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WELL YES! MEXICO HAS GOTTEN MORE EXPENSIVE…

WELL YES!  MEXICO HAS GOTTEN MORE EXPENSIVE…

Originally Published the Week of Jan. 8, 2024 in Western Outdoor Publications

Let me preface this article by saying, Mexico is STILL a bargain.  It’s actually still the #1 tourism destination for Americans as well as the international travel community.

But, if you’ve checked lately, it’s definitely not your daddy’s Mexico anymore.  Or even your older brother as far as prices are concerned.

Frankly, a lot of folks are sticker shocked.

But, c’mon, what prices have not gone up in this wacky post-covid world?

You would be hard pressed to name one thing that is cheaper than it was 4 years ago in 2020 or even last year in 2023.  Everything has skyrocketed.

Gas? Eggs? Utilities? Payroll? Minimum Wage?  Blah blah blah.

So, why is anyone shocked that Mexico lacks immunity from those same issues.   Mexico has been rocked by it’s worst inflation in decades. 

Everything from gas to tortillas to minimum wages has jumped in Mexico, just like in the U.S. 

Bottom line, if it can be or had to be transported by vehicle, then the prices went up.  And there are very few things that don’t require gasoline to either transport, manufacture or distribute.

It’s just economic logistics.

Just like in the U.S., citizens as well as businesses get hammered with increased taxes as well.  When did they ever go down?  Anywhere?

Public services need to be paid for.  Politicians and bureaucrats gotta get their paychecks too (ouch).

Mexico is no different.  It’s not insular.

But on top of that, the dollar has taken a dive compared to the peso.

Let me give you an example.  Pre-covid, we had about a 20:1 peso to dollar exchange rate.

Therefore, for every dollar, it was worth 20 pesos.  If a souvenir t-shirt cost 100 pesos, it was worth 5 dollars.  Simple.

If a hotel room cost 2,000 pesos a night, it was worth $100 in U.S. dollars.

So, now, we’re flirting with the exchange rate at 16:1.  That one dollar is now worth 16 pesos. 

So, if a hotel rooms was 2000 pesos per night, it now costs $125 per night.

But, hold everything!

That hotel room is no longer $2000 pesos per night is it?

It’s now $2500 pesos per night.  That means, the hotel room that was only $100 a few years ago is now about $156 dollars per night!!! More than a 50% increase!

Still a bargain compared to hotel rooms in the U.S. where hotel rooms are easily $200-500/night, but your Mexico vacation now needs a bigger budget.  

And check this out, I saw an article where the average hotel room now in Cabo San Lucas is about $500 per night.  That was LAST year. 

For this year, some hotels have raised their rates as much as 50-100% higher! Where we live in La Paz, most hotels jumped $25-40% in their prices.

Extrapolate those same economic calculations to meals.  A family of 4 could eat out for $1700 pesos including alcohol and including tip a few years ago.  So, about $85.

That same restaurant now charges (MUST charge to keep up with costs) $2900 pesos or about $168 dollars!

So, your snorkel and scuba trips; fishing trips; booze cruises and taxi rides are all a lot more expensive than they were several years ago.

We won’t even talk about airline flights. 

Just like that TV commercial…they may soon charge for a cup of water on your next flight!

But, here’s the kicker…

Like I said, Mexico is booming.

The airlines keep adding more flights to keep up with the demand.  Airports are bursting at the seams or re-modeling as fast as they can.

Check it out and see that all the big Mexico tourist destinations cannot build more hotels and add more rooms and services fast enough.

And they’re not adding “economy hotels.” 

These are big-time boutique hotels with all the bells and whistles.  A $500/night room might get you a room on the first floor and only one window that looks at the side of another building!

Like I said earlier, this isn’t your daddy’s Mexico anymore.  But, it’s not stopping anyone from coming to visit!

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!

_____________ 

Jonathan Roldan’s

Tailhunter International

Website: 

www.tailhunter-international.com

Mexico Office: Tailhunter International, 755 Paseo Obregon, La Paz, Baja Sur, MexicoU.S. Mailing Address:  Tailhunter International, 8030 La Mesa Blvd. #178, La Mesa CA  91942

Phones: 

from USA : 626-638-3383

from Mexico: 044-612-14-17863

.

Tailhunter Weekly Fishing Report:  http://fishreport.jonathanroldan.com/

Tailhunter YouTube Video Channel:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCBLvdHL_p4-OAu3HfiVzW0g

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