Filed Under : by Greg L. Miller
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Its Saturday and the cyclone is gone! I packed my camera, some water, got Kelly ready and it was time to find both monkeys and the mythical perfect beach. For any future travelers I found that if I put my wallet and camera in a Ziploc bag they will be protected from the environment. Seeing as how we are ten degrees south of the equator we applied much sun screen on and sprayed our bodies with insect repellent. The mosquitoes carry something bad that could cause Dengue Fever, something I don't want to experience. After walking down the beach towards the rocky outcropping that resembles a peninsula we found some trails that Kelly was nervous to approach for she was worried about the mosquitoes. I figured that within a couple of hundred yards we would reach the beach so much talked about. The other direction on the beach leads towards a estuary and a national park that is told to have the crocodiles and wildlife. We decided that it would be better to hire a boat taxi when the time comes instead of trekking that direction on foot. Not understanding the vast time differences between high tide and low tide we marveled how we were able to make good time down the beach. High tide occurs around 4 pm and most of the beach disappears before sunset. Low tide is around 10 pm and 10 am. On the way we found a big Iguana lizard eating lunch!
On the way we encountered many small crabs and millions of crab prints.
Finally we made it the end of the beach where the trail began.
My hunch was right and after a few hundred yards we made it to a hill that overlooked Playa Tamarindo. On the way we encountered Mag Pie Blue Jays and mutant squirrels that coasted in the the canopy. At this point I took off my shirt for in paradise nobody cares what you look like and shirts start feeling like dead weight from sweat.
After this was a clearing where we found a ruined pavilion that overlooked our town in the rain-forest.
We dauntingly had a water break and then continued on the journey to find the perfect beach. At this point I have to point out that I walked for a bit which I couldn't do six months ago. New Zealand was great in that it started conditioning me and I can now slowly walk for half the day. Its still a struggle to sit on hard wood anything but it is what it is. On the way down the hill towards the fabled beach we encountered a crab who was lost. These crabs are migrating to the beach to reproduce and there are many.
The crab was scared of us unlike future crabs we experiences later in the evening. These crabs are called Land Crabs. On the way we encountered some developing spots and Kelly found one of them having open house. We couldn't take pictures and they thought we were rich. We decided to not say any different and let them assume what they wanted. Needless to say we had a nice chat with a African dude who was very educated. The flats were selling for $900,000 and they were very impressive. We were then told that the fabled beach had a name! Its called Playa Langosta and here it is. I have to admit that in my book it is 10 out of 10 and I felt like I was in paradise. It is now our special place.
There were spots filled with clean black sand indeed! Needless to say high tide began and before we knew it waves bigger then five feet were crashing into us and we were soaked! It happened fast and the water felt as warm as a bath. Thankfully the camera was safe and we started our long trek back home.
After taking showers we were famished from the hike and heard rumors of a nacho place that advertised nachos bigger then your ass. You gotta love the sense of humor of Ticos!
The music was wonderful, cute cats and crabs jumped on your lap and played tag with your toes and the Nachos were the size of your ass! We ended up staying for drinks for it was the perfect way to end a tremendous day. As they say down here in Costa Rica, its the good life. Stay tuned for Mondays expedition into monkey land. Ciao- Greg and Kelly Carter Miller
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