Water Water Water

After a morning hike we decided to check out the famous Tabacon Hot Springs Resort. Because of the that smoldering volcano Arenal is known for it's hot springs. But this place is not just a little natural pool that you may find camping somewhere. It is a huge compound built all around the springs. Pools of all temperatures have been captured with rock and cement and landscaped beautifully. A hedonistic place if there ever was one, photos below will give you an idea.

4th of July 2006

In early July we left Scholarship in a quiet bay in the Gulf of Nicoya and headed for greener and cooler pastures. Our destination was Arenal Volcano. When I first saw the volcano or didn't really because it's almost always drapped in fog and clouds, I as not impressed. My opinion changed after I saw the fireworks. Below, part of Mark's log and there are no pictures of the lava. I took about 20 and they all turned out dark.

July 3rd... A rainy misty morning in Arenal. Today we got up early and watched all the birds outside of our room overlooking a manicured garden to which cute little frogs are not strangers. After a traditional breakfast of pinto gallo, we headed out to walk 15 hanging bridges through the most incredible rain forest I have ever had the pleasure of strolling. There were molting lizards and huge powder blue butterflies. The bridges were a series of rigid and suspension cables that traversed cataracts to plumeting jungle streams. It rained almost the whole time we were walking but the canopy provided good protection from the drizzle. The day was clearing as we emerged from the thickness and we got our first clear view of the Volcano. Not an overly gripping sight anymore to us that have seen our share of them in Central America untill you realize the activity this one has the death zone you don't see from this distance
July 4th.... When I awoke this morning an hour before dawn I thought I might take a peak out the window as it had stopped raining quite some time ago. OMG.. I was delighted to see the face of Arenal glowwing with red vines of light .. It was amazing to see. Then I realized that the vines were growing and changing and were not rivulets of lava but glowing showers of sparks exploded from huge house size boulders as they carreened and smashed their way down the death zone . The humongous boulders were calfed near the top with surprising regularity and as soon hurled down the steep face, spinning and traveling at what seemed over a hundred miles an hour. They leapt off a rocky outcropping and were tossed hundreds of yards into the air and down the face to impact and spit into a million sparks and three different rivers of light. In the day light it was no less spectacular. You could look with our spoting scope and tripod as the gigantic boulders glowing red on the inside were calfed and accelerated down the face and could see the debris they took with them. At one point the Volcano burped and and sent a plume of black smoke skyward over a burst of flames from the top. This was accompanied by a tenebrous rumble, like thunder but with more authority to do unspeakable damage.

Tamarindo

On of the highlights of June was our stop in Tamarindo. Not the greatest anchorage. (Above shows a picture of Mark surfing his kayak in to the beach). The waves were crashers making it untenable for our outboard, let alone dinghy to come to shore. So we lived in bathing suits because a wet bum in inevitable when you have to surf in on kayaks. But I was talking about the good part. Our friend Cyndi lives there and owns her own art gallery called Mar y Sol. Cyndi is a friend of ours who we last saw over a year ago when we were rafting thru the Grand Canyon. She joined us for two weeks of the trip and at that time we told her someday soon we would be parked with Scholarship outside her door in Costa Rica. Well we made it to Tamarindo so we kept our promise. We had a great two days hanging out and we finally got to meet her beloved pup Lucy. Below is a picture of Cyndi and Lucy in her gallery in Tamarindo.

Bahia Santa Elena...mucho gusto

After a day trip from Nicaragua and one of the most beautiful sunsets we have ever enjoyed we arrived in remote Bahia Santa Elena, part of the Santa Rosa National Park in Costa Rica. Because the forest is dense and the roads very bad, the only easy way to arrive here is by boat. Lucky us. The bay was flat and calm and we spent five days hiking and snorkeling to our hearts content. One of our favorite parts was the cool, fresh waterfall.

Granada, Nicaragua

On our way back from in Ecuador (in June) we stopped off at the old colonial city of Granada, Nicaragua. Known for it's unique architecture, we spent a few days wandering around and enjoying the rain. This was back a month ago when it just started raining. Since then we have been treated to a torrential downpour most afternoons. A few pictures below show Granada with it's moody clouds looming in the background.