costa rica – PigTailz

Corcovado National Park, Costa Rica

To get to Corcovado National Park, you must travel with a guide. Costa Rica keeps their wildlife safe and their parks absolutely pristine by not allowing tourists to come unsupervised.

They picked us up early in the morning, and we traveled by boat into the park. Hundreds of tourists were unloading at the same time and I absolutely feared the worst. I am very much into private camping and long solo hikes through nowhere. The guides were well versed in preserving this semi-private experience of nature. The tour guides gave each other a little space and kept everyone very quiet. They ensured we saw as much wildlife as possible, without molesting the animals. Again any plastic containers and processed foods were confiscated. And the park was kept absolutely pristine.

The guides offered opportunities for photos when it was safe and would not bother the animals. Of course we did not have professional equipment or time to wait out the perfect photo, but I will share anyway.

These are potoo birds. Maybe my favorite of the animals we were able to see. They don’t really nest so much as camoflauge really well on the top of a tree stump. They hold incredibly still and just appear to be a part of the tree. I highly recommend a google search on these guys for a good laugh. They look a bit like muppets from the front.

I saw frogs, lizards, and ants.

I saw my very first tapir. He was so cute. It’s funny they are muddy and dirty, but still so adorable you just want to give them a cuddle.

Here is a hawk. I believe this is a mangrove black hawk. He’s regal.

Here is a white nosed coati.

And a toucan butt! He absolutely refused to turn around for the camera.

I believe this is a crested guan.

And the pigs. OMG the peccary pigs.

Sirena National Park, Costa Rica

The next adventure was glamping in Sirena National Park. We had to park somewhere north and nervously await one of only a few boats to transport us into the park. The wide rivers were full of life and we could see fish, and birds, and crocodiles as we made our way to the “hotel.”

The rivers gave way to open ocean and the views of Costa Rica’s rocky shores were breath taking.

The boat let us off on a beach of rocks and sand. As I write this, I am realizing I will have to find a thesaurus because I am running out of words to describe this country.

We had to make a short climb to the top of the hill to find our glamping check in. The vegetation was lush and green. The ocean was an incredible, rich blue. And everything was pristine. Absolutely no tourist trash anywhere to be seen.

After checking in, we made our way down to the beach and played in the little pools that formed in the stones.

I learned the ocean here has a very fast tide. Everyone left the beach rather suddenly. It was just before sunset. I was curious why, but I really wanted to splash in the water. As an experienced swimmer, I am embarassed to say that I did not notice the undertow until it was a bit too late. Or maybe it came on suddenly. A large wave came, I went under, and was dragged down and tumbled across the sand as the water pulled me a short distance out to sea. Fortunately, I knew better than to fight and saved my energy. The salt water left me bouyant and it was easy to tell the moment I was ejected from the riptide. I had been pulled past the wave break but not to worry. The waves were coming in slow but high. So I floated over the next few, caught my breath, and swam in between the waves.

That was enough adrenaline for me. I watched the sunset from the shore instead.

In the evening though, once the sun was down, the beaches were overrun with hermit crabs! I had thought it was strange I have never seen anything like this in my life. They were even climbing the trees. I thought it was so strange there were no shells on the beach. Now I know it´s because they all had occupants.

Parque Nacional Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica

After a delicious traditional breakfast of blackbeans, eggs, fruits, and toasts we set off for Parque Nacional Manuel Antonio. The rocky beaches, blue water, and interactive wildlife made for a fantastic adventure.

Entering the park, all forms of food are confiscated. Apparently the monkeys like snacks a little too much and will chase the tourists through the park in hope of finding chips and sweets. They do, in fact, chase you for snacks and have no problem cornering you on the walks. I was grateful for the opportunity to get so close to the wildlife, but also to have nothing worth stealing. I had a good laugh at some tourists who were sneaky and brought treats anyway.

Aeropuerto a Quepos, Costa Rica

I have to admit, I was not in charge of planning this trip and I do not remember the names of anything… so uhhh… here goes!

Arrived in Costa Rica pretty early in the day but had quite a lot of driving to do before the hotel. We stopped at the first roadside restaurant (and fruit stand) that met the resident cat requirement for tropical dining.

As expected, the food was amazing. The first taste of Costa Rican coffee was a little piece of heaven. And the fruit stand had something called mocos! Amazing and awful at once.

It was a long drive to the hotel, but I saw crocodiles in Jaco and chickens in some little restaurant along the side of the road.

It was still a long drive through the night. The hotel was located in the jungle, more or less, just north of Quepos. My first view of the place was this private swimming pool at night. And I woke to the sound of Toucans in the morning.