FINDING PARADISE
COSTA RICANS ARE RIGHTFULLY PROUD OF THEIR POLITICAL FREEDOMS AND STABLE ECONOMY, WHICH IS LARGELY DEPENDENT ON ECO-TOURISM. RUGGED AND RAINFORESTED, THE COUNTRY OFFERS JAW-DROPPING SCENERY AND STRIKING BIODIVERSITY
Rugged and rainforested, Costa Rica offers incredible scenery and striking biodiversity
THE GUTTURAL CALL of howler monkeys echoes through the trees as the hot afternoon sun beats down on Matapalo, a small northern Costa Rican town. Around the central square — the only paved road — are a couple of rustic bars, a restaurant, a grocery store and two locals chatting under a shady tree. Modest houses with rambling gardens and compact fenced yards line the dirt roads that radiate from the square; pink bougainvillaea adds a pop of colour as it meets jungle foliage.
We are with family — chef Frank Carroll (my partner Rick’s nephew) and his partner Tabitha, who live in the Guanacaste Province in northern Costa Rica. Expats from the United States, Frank and Tabitha run a private catering business for visitors in the tourist town of Tamarindo. A keen surfer, Frank is excited to drive us north of Matapalo, his 4x4 loaded with bouncing surfboards.
The Columbian drug lord Pablo Escobar — “the King of Cocaine” — once drove down this road, too, hiding out in a nearby hotel from United States and Columbian intelligence agencies.
We’re heading to the beach at Playa Bahia de Los Piratas, an area infamous long before the King of Cocaine hid here thanks to its popularity with pirates. Today there are no Jolly Rogers, just smoke wafting from a barbeque as a man cooks shrimp on sticks, which he serves with corn tortillas to visitors. The sea looks inviting, and as we paddle out through the warm surging waves, a large pelican dives then emerges with a silver fish.
Costa Rica is known for its deserted whitesand surf beaches, volcanoes and fascinating wildlife. The island nation’s diverse flora and fauna arise from its curious geological history — millions of years ago it was part of a land bridge between North and South America bordered by two oceans, the Pacific to the west and the Atlantic (Caribbean) to the east. Species from the two landmasses made their homes in the forests, wetlands, jungles and volcanic highlands resulting in some of Mother Nature’s most endearing curiosities.
One such natural anomaly? Surfing crocodiles. Our first encounter with one of these reptile Kelly Slaters (“Kelly Gater”?) is a young crocodile swimming in the whitewater at Playa Avellana. Curious to meet more of Kelly Gater’s relatives, we take a tour crochunting up the Tamarindo Estuary, a wildlife sanctuary and home to American crocodiles.
We’re on high alert as our small, canopied boat glides up the estuary through towering mangrove trees. All is calm until I spot a semisubmerged dead heron mysteriously moving against the current. Then I see them — the thin irises belonging to a pair of big reptilian eyes. A set of jaws open wide and jagged teeth clamp shut on the bird. As I focus on the crocodile,
the heavily lidded eyes watch me intently.
Daniel, our captain, pulls the chord to start the motor. Nothing happens, and we discover the chord is broken, leaving our boat stranded. Quickly, Daniel uses his phone to call for help as we drift into the mangroves.
We wait to be rescued by another boat while I continue to lock eyes with the sleepy croc.
Towed back to shore, we decide to shake off our nerves with some local culture, Frank taking us to a traditional Tico fiesta. (Tico is the name given to Costa Ricans like Kiwi is to New Zealanders.) Each small town hosts a fiesta between November and July, with bull riding, traditional cuisine and a disco among the attractions.
Hot merengue beats are pumping as we survey the food on offer at the beachside town of Brasilito — mainly sizzling cauldrons of fried chicken and pork. In the shadows, colourful wooden-sided trucks hold bulls, quiet before they must survive in the ring.
Perched on a rough plank up in the stand, we listen as the announcer winds up the crowd. Young men scatter as a bull charges around the ring. The bull bounces wildly and its rider loses his hold, falling and then scrambling to his feet. The bull then charges, tossing him like a rag doll into the air.
The rider lands hard and is motionless. He is quickly rescued by a group of men who run across the ring and shove him through a hole in the wall to a waiting emergency crew. We decide it’s time to make an exit.
As if crocodiles and bullfighting weren’t enough, we dial up the drama with a visit to an active volcano at Arenal Volcano National Park. Costa Rica has six active volcanoes and more than 60 considered extinct or dormant. At 1633 metres, Arenal Volcano is still firing, with frequent lava flows following a large eruption in 1968.
A five-hour mini-bus ride away from the heat of the coast, the small town of La Fortuna is known as the gateway to the park and is the best place from which to access the many activities on offer, including hikes, hot springs, horseback rides and whitewater rafting.
When the clouds clear, the cone shape of the Arenal volcano looks a little like Mt Taranaki, except Arenal is surrounded by tropical jungle and exotic wildlife. The eco-friendly Arenal Observatory Lodge promotes sustainability and responsible tourism and provides tours for visitors. We walk through the forest with a guide who turns over a large leaf to uncover a red-eyed frog and points out spider monkeys high in the canopy. A large toucan rests quietly in a tree oblivious to the fascinated humans below him. Hanging bridges span the river gullies, offering views into the treetops.
After our walk, we soak tired muscles in the natural hot springs in the Rio Chollin, lounging in a rock pool under a canopy of fluttering trees. Life appears comfortable in Costa Rica; the country has had no army for 71 years and is politically stable. The money saved from military spending is used for education, healthcare and as a social safety net. Costa Ricans take pride in the country’s ecology and rich environment.
We traveled to Costa Rica under the guise of a surf trip and discovered a country full of amazing wildlife and friendly, relaxed people. One of the most-used Tico phrases is “pura vida”, which means pure life. It reflects the Costa Rican attitude of a simple life filled with colour.