Very Baja 250 . . . San Felipe, BC


A recent escape from the drama found my very bestest friend and her husband taking their usual retreat to San Felipe in Baja California, Mexico.

Yes, if you haven’t yet figured it out I have a very close friend that I’ve known for sometime. She and I were Chiefs in the Navy together and used to commute together . . . albeit, she always had to drive. “Gotta go”, she’d say as I would get whisked away from work at the hint of another home furnishing outlet. Think I cared?

Her home in San Felipe is as beautifully decorated as her home now only 4 miles away from where I live now.

She became my wife’s sanctity that weekend as my friend quickly agreed to a one-and-a-half hour quick escape decision to multiple cocktails, some tacos and cheap beers. We hadn’t been there in over 25 years. We found absolutely nothing we remembered or recognized. But what an absolutely relaxing and soul searching getaway that was. Anchored, of course, by some great people.

We visited an area called El Dorado Ranch. El Dorado offers this website: What we found was a wonderful opportunity just 5 or so hours from San Diego. El Dorado Ranch hails itself as “San Felipe’s Premier Real Estate and Vacation Development . . . San Felipe’s best kept secret”. El Dorado Ranch is just a shot or a single beer trip into the Melecon (boardwalk) area of San Felipe where numerous restaurants and street vendors will peddle at you their wares with the look of “give me your money”. Yeah I think we may have gotten out cheap. Hot and dry everywhere . . . but not too hot. Absolutely gorgeous.  Very Baja, if you are from the Sothern California area, and you have possibly been south of the boarder as a youth, you know what I’m sayin’.

We entered through Mexicali and headed down the 5 (BC) which has been widened, raised, smoothed, straightened and given an emergency shoulder along the side of the travel lanes. But, don’t exceed that emergency 8-foot territory or you’re going over and possibly staying there for a while. In other words . . . stay in your lane.

Once we began to notice the gulf waters off to the left of us as we traveled more south each hour, we could see the blinking red light atop a communication’s tower off in the distance indicating our accent on the well illuminated (10pm) fishing village. Just before we approached those lights in the distance, we made a turn off into the gated community of El Dorado Ranch, with more guards and gates then I’ve ever seen, on many entrances to different areas of the Ranch on each side of the 5 (BC).

san-felipeWe were treated to a wonderful home in that area, beautifully adorned with several of those home furnishing trip’s treasures I help to discover. We slept with the window open and the A/C on as electrical rates are very inexpensive; plus he says he’s gotta run it. Water was cheap too at the Ranch but had to be carted in to fill a tank on the property. No biggie as long as you’re used to a simulated RV type of water system that fluctuates as pressure increases or decreases in the supply tank. It was all good although feeling the need to conserve is just one of those things.

We never cooked at the house because there was just too much booze, beer and drinking water . . . and we’re in Mexico baby; let’s get some tacos! Unfortunately, the restaurant quality that we were treated to was clearly not of the same caliber that I would have expected . . . but then again, maybe my expectations were clearly confused. Although we did have some decent food, most of it was just tourist comfort foods; tacos, chilis, fries, BBQ, clams, fish and other deep fried stuff, possibly just deep fried differently . . . if there is such a thing.

We were treated to some Italian food hailed as being the best in town. Although there were some minor merits of El Padrino, there really was nothing that stood out. As a matter of fact, although there were better fried flavors from some of the other joints we ate at while visiting, my Johnny’s Signature Chimichurri Knots blazed his garlic buns. Something about the garlic he uses. Looks like Costco is somewhere nearby. It was very comfortably tourist foods and service but the place was busy. I hail it as similar to an experience in Cancun I had previously wrote about. The big portions were a plus.

Just another adventure that may prove to be a regular. Only a short trip will have us there again. Stay tuned!



4 thoughts on “Very Baja 250 . . . San Felipe, BC

  1. Thanks for following The Immortal Jukebox. I hope you will enjoy some entertaining music and writing and perhaps make some discoveries. I usually post once a week and welcome your comments. Good luck with your blog. Regards Thom.

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  2. elizabethweaver June 28, 2015 — 1:50 pm

    Lovely photo & sounds like a great place. I’m passing your post on to friends. Thank you for checking out my blog.

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