Category Archives: Costa Rica

Malpais, Orosi Valley, and the Caribbean.

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April 24, 2018 – May 4, 2018

One more beach camp on the Nicoya Peninsula, this time near the town of Malpais. And again, heavenly. We walked down the beach one night for a drink and some ceviche as we watched the sun set. On one afternoon, we walked to the nearby town to a little store, then returned to our camp by the beach, not seeing another person until we neared our campsite. Riders on horseback would occasionally wander past between us and the shore. It was beautiful and peaceful and so, if you are not tired of seeing them yet, here are some more beach and sunset pictures.

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Samara

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April 21 – 24

So what does your perfect beach look like? A crescent bay with wide flat sand? Warm, gentle waves that occasionally ramp it up for a bit of fun? Backed by rainforest where howler monkeys play? Maybe a few nice restaurants near by? Shady camping? What about throwing in a few wild horses and their colts that occasionally make their way past your camp along the sand?

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Monteverde

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April 20 – 21, 2018

We drove through the hills of Costa Rica towards Monteverde. The area has a high population of Quakers.  Apparently a group of Quakers had been jailed in the US for refusing to fight in the Korean war.  When they were freed, they started looking for a new place to live. They considered Canada, among a number of other countries, and finally decided on Costa Rica, partly due to the fact that Costa Rica had abolished it’s own army in 1948. The Quakers began cultivating the land and started dairy farms, but also wisely put aside a section of land for conservation. That land, today, is the Monteverde Cloud Forest Biological Preserve.

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Costa Rica, Good to See you Again!

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April 16 – April 19, 2018

The crossing into Costa Rica on the Nicaraguan side was chaotic to say the least. We had no idea where we were supposed to park, which building we needed to head to first and we were immediately approached by “helpers”, people who hang out at the border, walk you from one building to another and tell you what you need to do next, all for a propina (tip). We had not used one since we had accidentally used one when crossing into Belize (we thought he worked for the border agency and didn’t realize we needed to tip him until the process was almost complete).

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