The Three Amigos Of Costa Rica

THE GRAND TOUR As is the norm, every country we travel has no shortage of interesting and welcoming people.  Along with all of it's natural beauty, Costa Rica was no exception. The 'Three Amigo's of Costa Rica' did not know each other, yet they worked together in making our journey through their country one that we will cherish for years to come.  
WELCOME TO COSTA RICA

WELCOME TO COSTA RICA

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A FRIENDLY TRUCK DRIVER DELIVERING WATER STOPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD ON THIS HOT DAY TO LOAD US UP WITH AS MUCH WATER AS WE COULD CARRY.

A FRIENDLY TRUCK DRIVER DELIVERING WATER STOPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LONELY ROAD ON THIS HOT DAY TO LOAD US UP WITH AS MUCH WATER AS WE COULD CARRY.

 
RIDING THE QUIET ROADS OF THE NICOYA PENNINSULA IN COSTA RICA

RIDING THE QUIET ROADS OF THE NICOYA PENINSULA IN COSTA RICA

  THOMAS THE TRAVELER After cycling the quite roads of the western peninsula of Nicoya we mingled with the others who were waiting in any shade they could find to catch the ferry across the bay to the mainland. Once aboard we purchased a cup of shaved ice with some sweet flavoured syrup drizzled over the top and climbed up the steep stairs to the front of the upper deck to enjoy the warm sea breeze. That's where a gentleman quietly approached us with a few questions about our travels. We soon learned that Thomas was a real world traveler and  had seen much of it from the seat of a bicycle. The crossing on calm waters chatting about places far off sailed by quickly and the ship soon docked at Puntarernas. This thin strip of land stretches about four miles off the mainland like a long noodle of spagetthi that has flopped out of its' bowl onto the table. It didn't look like the wisest place to call home, yet the noodle was packed with structures of every sort from one end to the other. From our vantage point as the ship arrived, it appeared as though a good size wave would have little problem washing away all the noodle dwellers. Thomas was currently a noodle dweller and he insisted we be his guest in his little ocean front home; mind you, on the noodle most everything is ocean front. So after fixing the flat tire on my bike that magically appeared as we sailed, we walked the shoreline with Thomas navigating busy parks, front yards and vender stalls until he finally said "Here it is", and we shook the beach sand off our feet and walked into his humble abode. The little homes along this stretch of the noodle are all cinderblocks joined together forming a united wall against the ocean. About 10 feet in front of the entrance to his home was a stubby little cinderblock wall that was suppose to keep high tide and big waves out of the house, however, as Thomas pointed out, it was not alway successful in doing its' job.
CROSSING THE BAY

CROSSING THE BAY

 
THOMAS THE TRAVELER

THOMAS THE TRAVELER

  We dove out of the front door for a swim in the warm surf before heading to the other side of the noodle for Chinese food (life is very noodlely here), enjoyed the setting sun from Thomas' front yard (the beach) and spent the evening sharing stories and contemplating what makes life fulfilling. We threw our matts out on the kitchen floor as the wind came up off the water and through the house. We stretched out and listened the the roaring breakers violently pounding the beach with enough force to send vibrations up through our matts. We slept with the comforting thought that our sleeping matts are full of air...so we should be just fine if by some chance we slide off the noodle during the night.  
LOOKING OUT OF THOMAS' FRONT DOOR

LOOKING OUT OF THOMAS' FRONT DOOR

 
SUNRISE  OVER PUTAERNAS

SUNRISE OVER PUNTARERNAS

  EDUARDO THE N.G.O. More than once, we've been told to exercise some caution as we ride and explore through the remoter parts of Costa Rica. "Watch out for snakes...and crocs...and you might not want to put up your tent there...etc." No problem, we'll give them lots of room and do our best to stay off the menu.   DSC06616   DSC06655   DSC06665 - Version 2   DSC06621   The big white truck pulled up beside us, window slowly lowered, and a deep voice from within asked; "Are you guys lost?" With an equally deep voice, I calmly responded, "No we're fine, thank you." After a moment of silence, the voice from within wondered; "Do you know where you are going...there is not much out here?" After thanking the guy for his concern and assuring him that we were actually following a plan that made sense (at least to us), the window slowly went up and he drove off bouncing about the rough red clay road and disappearing  into the jungle. Now we had to convince ourselves that we actually new what we were doing.  Somewhere, around 16km down this rough jungle road we are hoping to find Eduardo. He lives and works in the jungle for a Non Goverment Organization promoting  proper care and recovery models for the jungles of Costa Rica. Eduardo invited us to spend a few days with him in his little home out in the jungle. After a couple more hours of rough riding we finally found him and his faithful dog. They welcomed us in and for the next three days we soaked in the jungle humidity enjoying sights and sounds of a world that are so foreign to us. From hanging in hammocks watching the parade of wildlife, to following bugs that glow in the dark to navigate our way around the property at night, we won't soon forget these days with our 'amigo' Eduardo.  
Eduardo's home

Eduardo's home

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JUNGLE COFFE POT

JUNGLE COFFE POT

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A FUN NIGHT WITH EDUARDO AND FRIENDS

A FUN NIGHT WITH EDUARDO AND FRIENDS

  EL CHAMAN THE JUNGLE MAN Like many times before, a vehicle passed and then pulled off to the the side and waited for us to catch up. As we got closer, an arm appeared out of the window and started waving for us to stop. The drivers genuine friendliness won us over and the man introduced himself as Marvin Cubero. He invited us to his place, gave us directions and then gave a wave and drove off. After a bit of searching, we soon discovered from the locals that the man we were looking for is known as "El Chaman". Famous in fact throughout the regions of Central America. He grew up in the jungles, has hiked the length of the Costa Rican wilderness, and lectures at universities about the wildlife and jungles of Central America. Think of him as the "Crocidile Hunter" of Central America. And for the next three days, we would be his guest. We stayed in a tree house he has built high up in the forest canopy, he took us into the jungle to see waterfalls, wildlife, caves, and hidden beaches along the coastline. We ate all sorts of things, poked at bugs, got smeared with leaf juice, and covered in mud. To say that El Chaman is passionate about the animals and the jungles of Costa Rica would be putting it mildly. His energy and enthusiasm never dimmed. And to the Canadians who were cycling  through his country, he simply wanted to share with us the rich treasures of Costa Rica. Gracious Amigo.  
OUR HOME IN THE TREES FOR THREE DAY.

OUR HOME IN THE TREES FOR THREE DAYS.

 
EL CHAMAN

EL CHAMAN

 
OUR TREE FORT IS JUST OF THE BEACH AND 40 FEET UP IN THE CANOPY

OUR TREE FORT IS 100 YARDS OFF  THE BEACH AND 40 FEET UP IN THE CANOPY

 
EL CHAMAN PREPARES A SPA TREATMENT

EL CHAMAN PREPARES A SPA TREATMENT

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SOME PEOPLE PAY HUNDREDS TO GET THIS KIND OF MUD ON THEIR FACES

SOME PEOPLE PAY HUNDREDS TO GET THIS KIND OF MUD ON THEIR FACES

 
YEAH WHY NOT

YEAH... WHY NOT

 
OVER THE FALLS

OVER THE FALLS

 
EVERYONE WANTS BREAFAST

EVERYONE WANTS BREAKFAST

 
PLAYING IN OCEAN CAVES

PLAYING IN OCEAN CAVES

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SNACKTIME...CASHEW FRUIT

SNACKTIME...CASHEW FRUIT

 
HANGING OUT IN OUR TREE HOUSE LISTENING TO THE NIGHT SOUNDS OF THE JUNGLE

HANGING OUT IN OUR TREE HOUSE LISTENING TO THE NIGHT SOUNDS OF THE JUNGLE

 
FOLLOWING EL CHAMAN TO A SECULDED BEACH

FOLLOWING EL CHAMAN TO A  BEACH

  Our time in Costa Rica flew by and before we knew it, the Panama boarder was in sight. So many awesome experiences, so many incredible sights, so many great people.  
Thanks to the Costa Rican cycling team for all the energy gel packs.

THANKS TO THE COSTA RICAN CYCLING TEAM FOR ALL THE ENERGY GEL PACKS

 
Adios Amigos

ADIOS AMIGOS

   

2 Responses so far.

  1. Hey Randy and Cheryl,

    good work! The blog is fantastic. Pictures as usual: breathtaking!
    We can’t wait for the Panama Blog.

  2. Kelly says:

    AWESOME pictures!! Such a wonderful adventure you are having….

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