We started and ended our Costa Rica adventures in San Jose.
On many of my personal backcountry trips – and even on some of my work ones – I tend to see a lot of wildlife.
We left EARTH University and arrived at the beach town of Cahuita, just outside of its eponymous national park and met Chino Randall who fitted us for mountain bikes and helmets.
Coffee. I awoke at 5:30 to the beautiful music of a river running from its source and all I could think about was coffee. Today we would hike, so I dressed accordingly and slathered on the sunscreen.
I watched as one of the students flew across the zipline over the Pacuare River with the greatest of ease. Her yells of delight floated down to those of us standing on the ecolodge’s deck.
As I sit in my tent and write this post by the light of my headlamp, I look at the notes I jotted down about Rios Tropicales’ ecolodge and notice that I was writing by the light of a warm vanilla candle.
We bumped along the winding road that would take us to Rios Tropicales whitewater rafting put-in along the Pacuare River.