These are the two older gentlemen I met before traversing Punta Baja. They gave me the magic beans, two five gallon containers of gasoline. That fuel took me across the Sea of Cortez and back. The guys caught a rather large fish shortly after this picture. They offered me their catch but I declined. It seems they parted company soon afterwards, but before that happened they managed to inspire me to follow my dreams. The one on the left told me straight out that he helped adventurers as a matter of principle. Two wise angels put in my path by the grace of g-d.