Sunday, July 29, 2012
On the hour boat ride to Corcovado National Park we saw a mom & pup Humpback whale & an olive ridley turtle. Inside the park we saw colorful birds, squirrel monkeys, sharks & crocodiles in the lagoons, a brown curacao chicken, a koatie (like raccoon), the largest hermit crabs I've ever seen & a lizard.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
I am staying in a small, remote, primitive jungle bed&breakfast on the Osa Peninsula, on the southern most tip of Costa Rica. I embarked at 11am, Tue. 7/24, w/ fellow guests, Carol/Audrey (mother & daughter from Quebec) to snorkel. It was a challenging adventure. We began with a 30 minute Quad-ATV ride to the end of the road at the beach mouth. Then we began walking to the snorkeling beach. We had a very exciting diversion when we saw macaws in the trees above & spent about 30 minutes watching & photographing them.
I also found some interesting shells along the way. We continued what was supposed to be a 30 minute trek to the cove but we hit a very rocky area that became impassable. We finally waded across a river and found a path in the jungle that eventually led us to the beach. It was unexpectedly pebbly but I pulled on my flippers and mask & headed into the surf. The fins were too big-they gave me men’s size 7, not women’s and the snorkel had hole in it. Not an auspicious event. We ate our delicious packed lunch, hung out until the tide came in then took the jungle trail back along the beach to the road where we hung out in the grass waiting for our 30 minute ATV ride back to “our” part of the jungle.
Monday, July 23, 2012
At 8 am I took a Sansa flight in a 12-seat propeller plane, 40 minutes south to Drakes Bay, CR.
Below, that's my gray backpack in foreground carrying all computer equipment.
In Drakes Bay I'm met by Cheppe, a very kind man/driver who loads my four bags onto his ATV, the only vehicle able to reach the jungle cabin I’ve chosen.
I enjoyed the scenery, fresh air and forging two streams and seriously riddled dirt roads. It's about 30 minutes negotiating the terrain from the airstrip to Jumanji. It is very remote & primitive here. Their wifi went down in lighting storm and it is not in my room anyway. I hike up 2 steep hills to get to main house to hardwire to internet.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
This morning, 7.21.12, Saturday, we walked to the local farmers market in downtown Quepos, at the marina. I wore Jessica's Gap 1969 jean shorts & my maxstudio white linen top, with Champion visor and Keen sandals. I purposely left all my shorts at home, thinking my 70 year old legs not fit for public consumption. But it is too hot & humid for the long pants I did bring.
The flowers along the streets & paths are lush and colorful.
Below is our local bus stop.
Many of the local vegetables and fruits are so big, they look like they were grown on steroids:
carrots the size of cucumbers
beets as big as baseballs
squash big as a guitar
radishes big as tennis balls
grapes the size of golf balls
bananas long as scythes
We've been here 8 days, never heard a siren or saw a police car so we were wondering where the police were. Today on our way to the fish market, we found them.