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| The river on the way to Tortuguero, Costa Rica. |
My time was slowly running out as I pushed for my deadline to meet family in Greece in July. Unfortunately I only spent a few days in the tropical wilderness of Costa Rica. However, for me it was still too clean and touristy to my liking, I was craving the wilds of countries like Nicaragua and Honduras. Costa Rica was still a beautiful place to be nonetheless and a country one could easy fall in love with and move to, as many Americans have already realised...
25 May 2011 (14 km) – Tortuguero (Hostel)
After leaving my new friends place in Roxana, I headed towards Cariari to find a place to leave my bike, and catch the bus and boat down to the coast to Tortuguero and the National park there. I didn't feel safe leaving my bike at the hotel in town, so I asked a local guy with a massive fence around his mansion if he wouldn't mind. He was very nice and allowed me to park my bike there and even drove me back into town to catch the bus. I caught the bus along the rickety dirt road, through small villages, jungle and banana farms. Every now and then the bus would stop to allow bananas move across the road on the farm rail system! As we arrived at the river we spooked two tanning Caiman and they shot into the water near where a family of boys was swimming. In Australia this is alarming, but these cousins to our big salties (crocs) are only small fellas and not much of a worry! We eventually made our way down the river in a powered canoe through what is known as the mini-Amazon, and certainly deserves it! The lush tropical jungle creeps right up to the banks of the river, with tropical birds feeding on the banks, howler monkeys conducting a court and iguanas perched on branches above the water. It was a beautiful river trip, well worth going to Tortuguero just for this!
Tortuguero is the small, coastal rasta village a walk away from the National park of the same name which is a key nesting site for several species of endangered sea turtle. At certain times of the year hundreds of females can be seen laying eggs along the coast. Unfortunately we arrived about a month early, however the surrounding jungle was still host to a myriad of cryptic animals waiting to surprise you at every turn!
When I arrived a grabbed a bite in a local restaurant as several people started running maniacally outside! A young boy came in gripping his arm and ear...I handed him a piece of ice and a warm smile swept across his face! Someone had stirred up the local wasp nest and they wanted revenge! I eventually ditched my bag in a room and went to check out the trails in the National Park. I arrived a few minutes before 1600 and the guy inside saw me so I waited a moment as he seemed busy. He comes outside and says the park's closed and I can't go in, even though the park itself closes at 1800. I duck around the back and find a trail anyway and go for a walk. I meet a young guide who shows me 4 beautiful 'Eyelash Vipers', satisfying my serpent finding needs for the day! I thought it was a little suspicious he knew where they all were, but he seemed to be legitimate as they were still there at 2100 that evening. I decided to walk to the end of the track parallel to the beach, relax and watch the sun go down, and walk the trail back in the dark with my headlamp. This is one of the best ways to spot animals. Using a light as close to your own eyes as possible (headlamps are great) you can pick up eyeshine from bunches of different animals, especially spiders and frogs! I found tonnes on my walk back in the pitch black! Amazing!
At 2200 I joined a group to go turtle searching but to no avail. It was a lovely night though and the best time of the year to see them is after June apparently! Bugger!
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| For years I've worked on banana farms back in Australia...so I ducked into this Costa Rican farm to check out the operatings, but it was only pawpaws today! |
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| Banana and pawpaw troughs |
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| The rasta coastal villaga Cahuita... |
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| Heading north on the Caribbean coast. |
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| Wildlife on the canoe trip to Tortuguero |
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| The village of Tortuguero. No vehicles. Hundreds of rastas. An amazing place to chill out! |
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| There were bizarre insects a plenty! |
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| Eyelash vipers... |
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| Leaf cutter ants! They take these leaves back to the nest where they cultivate a fungi on them which the colony feeds on. When they colonise a new area they will carry some of this fungi with them to start the farm again. |
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| Eyelash viper |
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| Waiting for the sun to go down at Tortuguero |
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| Beautiful sunsets and a great place to melt into your thoughts |
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| The walk back at night showed how lively the jungle was! |
26 May 2011 (226 km) – Laguna de Arenal (Camp @ Lake - free)
The next morning I caught the early boat back to town. I took the guy back some souvenirs for his daughters, packed the bike up and headed out of town towards Laguna de Arenal. The road from Limon towards San Jose is mega busy due to the port. What a pain in the arse. It was nice finally getting off it and heading towards La Fortuna and Laguna de Arenal. I passed through the touristy hub village of La Fortuna, nested under a smouldering volcano.
Finally reaching the Laguna de Arenal I began searching for camp. I began seeing german bakery signs for 10km before the bakery, and by the time I arrived it was drilled into me that I should stop here. It had wifi as well and I needed to check my mails. As I pulled up I found 2 travellers bikes out the front! Fantastic! I exchanged details with the 2, riding south, and grabbed a juice. Turns out the worker here also knew Roly from Fritz the Cat! Seems I was meant to stop at this bakery. They also pointed me down the road to the free camping area on the Lagoon! I slipped off to the lagoon, had a lovely swim despite the croc warning signs and tucked in to a fine sandwich dinner (my Coleman stove still needs a replacement part!). I was lucky enough to be nestled underneath a tin roof with my bike and tent, as moments after setting up, the pitter-patter of soothing, heavenly rain had set in.
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| The boats used to connect Tortuguero to civilisation |
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| In the bus waiting for the...bananas to cross the road? |
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| La Fortuna |
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| The German Bakery! A must visit! |
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| Camped up and dry at Laguna de Arenal |
27 May 2011 (274 km) – Merida, Isla de Ometepe (Camp)
The next day I shot off to make the border crossing to Nicaragua at Penas Blancas. My carburetor seems to be a little filthy and playing up here and there, only liking to be most effective when the talk is more than half full. I was well into reserve as I approached the border, passing the massive lines of trucks, with their drivers passed out in hammocks tied underneath the trailers. I had about 4 km to go to the servo to fill up when the bike stalled right in front of a police checkpoint. I yarned with em for a bit while coaxing Nessie to get up n go. They asked if I needed fuel, but I knew Nessie had it in her to keep going. Finally she roared alive and I burst down the road to the servo.
The border at Penas Blancas was straightforward again. First go and sign yourself out at the CR migration. Then turn around and head back into CR and on the right will be a big truck park and the aduana for vehicle immigration. Make a couple of photocopies here and check your bike out of the country. Head back towards Nicaragua, pay $3 to get the bike fumigated, $1 municipal fee and $12 tourist entry at the migration office where you do your passport. Get your Aduana certificate for baggage and fruits etc signed by 2 different police (just ask pointing at the form) and then head to Aduana to check the bike in. Helpers will insist you need them...you really don't, ANYWHERE in Central America. Sign your bike into Nicaragua, they will also ask you to buy compulsory insurance, but I bluffed my way with my fake and skipped the $15 insurance. And then BAM...bienvenidos a Nicaragua! An amazing country with beautiful people and great culture. I was overwhelmed with happiness to be back in a cultural country again! I roared off down the road in search of new currency and Isla de Ometepe.
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| The bike being "thoroughly" fumigated at the CR/Nicaraguan border (Penas Blancas) |
Next, Nicaragua and a lake with 2 volcanoes born from the middle!
