The Latest - 10

Just a few miles inland, Atoyac was like being in the twilight zone. The highway I was supposed to pass through on disappeared into the chaos of the town. What was supposed to be 2 minutes passing through turned into 3 hours of circling around the town, getting further and further from an exit, children torturing giant screaming hogs in the middle of one way streets, and a this rundown satellite village where everyone was limping and leering at me as if I was edible.

In Guerrero, I set out to work on locating and being the first to photograph a species of flower "Lobelia Guerrerensis" that I discovered in 1994 from preserved specimens. From this beach, I headed inland, high up into the Sierra Madre del Sur mountains.

For 50 cents, a guy pulled a coconut out of ice and lopped off the top with a machete, exposing the delicate juices.

I squatted for the night in this abandoned shanty on a deserted beach in Tenacacita.

Kevin's chair waited patiently on the roof.

...and several interesting real estate opportunities.

I was fortunate to see many stork/egret/heron things in their native habitat...

When I turned 10,000 days old, I pulled over and took a photo of myself.

When I returned to La Paz, all of the beautiful beaches were wrecked and covered with litter. Eventually, I learned that a hurricane passed through La Paz during the time I was away.

I tried taking a shortcut. The rocks in the road became more and more ridiculous. Finally, after the boulders came as big as my car, I turned back and took the main road.

The last little bit of land in Baja.

"El Arco," a dramatic way for the 1200 mile Baja peninsula to come to and end.

The road down the Baja peninsula was the greenest desert I've ever seen.

And when it burned, it burned so hot that a giant tornado vortex formed at the center of the flames, and then spun out into the crowd of frightened onlookers.

I roasted in shadeless desert sun, waiting for a giant wooden man to burn...