The largest animal migration in the world...
One of the main reasons to go to Baja in January is to witness the epic whale migration. For real - just the most insane thing ever. Right now is right about the time when the mama whales give birth to their babies and they spend time flip-flopping around the San Ignacio lagoon, teaching these newly born pre-historic beasts how to swim, breathe, live on their own (they weigh 3 tons when born).
I camped out right on the beach at a very remote spot about 2 hours down a dirt road from the date tree filled village of San Ignacio (best date pie ever). Here's how it's done. Basically, you make a reservation with the eco-outfitter in town for a tent spot (or a cabin spot). You then drive down the ROUGH road not seeing a soul for almost 2 hours, swilling sake the whole way. You pop up a tent once on the beach and then join the other folks who dared pop down that way for dinner in the cozy dining room. Fish or meat, only. And hard-core, heavy duty margaritas. Where they get ice, lord knows. But, they have lots of it. After a mega-buzz hits, take a shower in the no-lights, but crazy clean shower hut and hit the hay. The next morning you wake up at the crack, slam some eggs and tortillas and roll out to see mega whales, their babies and chirping dolphins. They come up super close to the boats and want to be petted. Can you imagine? They're called "the friendlies."
Just a bloody miracle.
Back on shore after about 3 hours and bam! Back on the road to points north or south. One more killer margarita down, first, of course. Heading out of there, you're surrounded by all these eerie red pools and lakes. Coulda been Mars. Alone again. Nice.