Ziplining through the rainforest

I fell short of the platform a couple of times because I was afraid I was going too fast and I didn't want to hit the platform.

 Small celebrations when you arrive well.                                                                 Not sure why Julio took the photos he did. Many are of us smiling and others have horrid grimaces.

 The trees appeared so huge and so close. Worried about hitting them, but didn't, of course.

 The Jaco Canopy tour was great...way better than the one I did with Kristin near Manuel Antonio. The guys were super professional and had a great sense of humor. And my zip lining parter, Kenzie was so supportive and encouraging. Really, a 17 year old going ziplining with her grandma? We laughed so hard and so much.

 Jorge in the orange shirt was telling us the rules and we were a group of four...Kenz, the guy to the right, his lady friend and I. The young couple were great supporters and they laughed and prayed right along with us.

 The guys neglected to tell us we had to climb a million steps which were very uneven...we had taken an ATV up to x height and then, had to climb to the pinnacle so we could launch from the highest part of the rainforest...an area with no roads or paths.

Travelling through the air on a cable...tree tops anyone?

There really is only one cable that we were connected to and which one hangs on hand over hand with gloves padded in leather. We were in a seat stirrup with our legs and waist connected to the cable and  holding us up as we whipped along the cable. The hands grip the cable and you can apply pressure to slow yourself down or move faster. Faster is good because if you don't make it to the platform, you then have to pull yourself across backwards, going hand over hand on the cable OR one of the guys will have to come rescue you.

I have done this before but these were the longest, highest ziplines that I have ever done OR that I will ever do again. I hate heights! Kenz was very adept and handled the zipping very well.

When we would get stuck a smidge short of the landing platforms which were snuggled in the treetops, Julio or Jorge would help us get closer so we could plant our feet and stand up. The platform is a circular landing pad around a tree trunk way high in the air.

Kenz and I on a platform with a million dollar view behind us.

Teresa looking scared to death.

Kenz with perfect sailing posture.

Teresa just leaving a platform and here you can get a sense of the height. Something about picking one's feet up and launching off into nowhere with a handhold and a truss holding you up. Really...how often do you think this equipment is checked by the company and the government of Costa Rica? I worried about that...but jumped out anyway. Who is stupid??

 Jorge, or George, pulling me up into a standing position when I fell short of the platform. He kept saying, "let go, I have you."

On the platform and so happy to NOT be sailing along a cable. Though the platform was sturdy, while on it, I had a serious hand grip on the cables. No way to fall but I hung on just in case.

Hiking...paths less taken

Lest anyone think that we spent all of our time on well managed paths...think again. With my knee replacement only months before, I was a bit concerned that I make it through our daily adventures. We hiked up rainforest trails, through the San Angeles cloud forest (photos coming) and up Arenal's pathways. When the going got rough, Kenz always took the lead and lent her grandma a hand.

 In Arenal...we rounded a bend and saw this gorgeous waterfall.

Kenz had on her magic toe tennis shoes...each toe fits into a toe hold. These got soooo stinky that even bathing them in the shower didn't work. Stunk up her whole suitcase but they were perfect in that they didn't stay wet like my tennis shoes did.

A pretty steep lava grade. Old lava flow so pretty steady although, in places, the rocks were very slippery. The rain caused fungi and molds to grow upon the rocks...unsteady footing in many places.

 Yes, this was a "path" we walked down. Thankfully we didn't have to go up this overgrown part of Arenal.

 Steep uphill battle above. Kenz led the way and helped me slowly ascend.

Lots and lots of exposed tree roots to step or trip over. Here, Gatsby, our feral dog who accompanied us on one Arenal hike, followed me. He was mostly Kenz' buddy...at times, he followed me because I had given him some jalapeno sausage stick to eat and he assumed I had more...wrong.

Nature

These frogs came out at night and were as large as 8 inches tall. Ugly but fun at the same time. Wonder if you can eat them?

 

This little lizard was not a problem...this visit, we didn't get to see the much larger lizards running around. Rainy season is NOT the time to see wildlife...guess the animals and reptiles are smart. They hunker down when it is ugly outside. Despite the rain, we had a ball.

The Oropendula is a large black bird with a gorgeous yellow tail. He makes a most obnoxious noise but his nest is very interesting. These hanging sacks in the tree below are their nests. They enter at the top and then, sink to their nest/haven at the bottom. Hard to see but they were quite a ways from where we were standing.

The crocodiles were the best. Huge and this one opened his mouth and said...FOOD!

This guy we think is called a Tayer. Looks kind of like a cross between a jaguarundi and a coatimundi. He was running across the road and the men nearby didn't know his name and we couldn't find his exact look in the animal book. He may be a raccoon relative...saw a raccoon which looks like ours while we were hiking in Manuel Antonio. This guy isn't a normal raccoon either.

We were very fortunate to see some two toed sloths...here is a momma holding her baby. Very sweet.

Container living...yup, corrugated containers for sleeping!

After the day from hell, when we tried to navigate from La Fortuna to San Isidro...through Cartagena which took us hours, we researched hotels in San Isidro. As we drove into town, tired and cranky, we saw a hotel sign for $30 per night. We stopped and found that this was a hotel built out of container storage units. It was corrugated metal, like hurricane shutters, but the room was clean, had a microwave and a fridge, with bathroom and hot water shower....and all for $30. So, we stayed. The experience was interesting because there was NO insulation between the metal walls. At 11:30 p.m. some men checked into the room next to us and began talking. Talking was followed by TV watching and at 1:00 a.m. they went to bed. Up at 4 a.m. because it is broad daylight...Kenz slept, I didn't. Cool concept, inexpensive but not a good night's sleep. We did get eat at a great Italian restaurant and had the leftovers warmed up in the microwave in the a.m.

We had a great TV and actually watched CNN in English.

 To the left of the stand is a bathroom door. We had to keep it shut because there was a hole in the bathroom window and we didn't want bugs in the room. This container room had a wall air conditioner...quite modern but very noisy. Our kitchen.

Luis at Rainmaker, another friend

Bill suggested we visit Rainmaker, a rain forest experience near Jaco. We met Luis there and while I generally never take a tour, he had no other business. We started off alone but there were lots of "beware of snake" signs and the forest was quite dense so I thought it a good idea to have a guide. There are lots of poisonous snakes resulting in next to immediate death in Costa Rica. Luis was smart and knew where to look and for what. We would have missed so much. Here is a poison dart frog which is only poisonous after eating. Apparently, he would look different than he does here.

 This millipede was extraordinarily UGLY and huge. Again, poisonous but only if ingested.

 There were several suspension bridges, most of which I did not like. Apparently, the owner got rid of a good manager, so sayeth Luis, and hired his son to run the place. Many of the paths and bridges were rickety and had holes in them. Needless to say, these suspension bridges were in the tree tops and I kept imagining us in the ravines far below. Beautiful...but scary.

 Luis asked Kenz if she would like to try on a lizard earring but she declined. I thought I would. Lizard bites down and hangs free. Very fun.

 Another suspension bridge...see me clutching the sides? Kenz just loped along...no worries.

 Not sure if you can see the basilisk lizard atop this rock or not. He is called locally, a Jesus Christ lizard because he "walks on water." The lizard literally races across the water on his hind legs and we saw several running this way. Very fast. Very funny.

I don't have a photo of the blue morph butterfly...am hoping Kenz has one which she can send to me. Beautiful...maybe four inches wide and when they land and close their wings, they are ugly brown and camoflauged. Brilliantly blue while flying.

Yes...more friends!

I have mentioned in an earlier note that Kenz has a habit of naming things. Well, her AP English assignment was to read The Great Gatsby. While hiking in Arenal one day, this fellow began following us. He was clearly hungry and thirsty, though he drank out of every mud puddle we covered. Kenz named him, Gatsby and Gatsby was sooo hungry, he ate the last piece of jalapeno sausage stick that I brought with me on the trip. We worried it might upset him, but he followed us the whole hike which was a few miles. There are dogs everywhere and most are not house pets. This guy was sooo pleasant and if he was lagging behind, Kenz would call out, "Gatsby..." and he would pick up his pace.

You will meet Bill, my friend from Tegucigalpa and Kattia and Frank in an earlier posting. These folks made our trip...we showed up at Bill's house one whole day early because, while in San Isidro, I realized we could not go on to Manuel Antonio, a national park with our suitcases in the car. Had we gotten the car I reserved, it would have had a trunk but this car, one could see right into every space and, while Costa Rica is safe by Central American standards, it would not be good to leave suitcases in plain sight. Bill was generous and we stayed with him and Kattia came and made us the most scrumptious breakfast of beans, rice and a special strain of cilantro...to die for. She took good care of us and we went off to Jaco to check that town out while Bill worked. That first night in Parrita, at Bill's, Frank cranked up the grill and we had BBQ meat on flatbread. Great food and that was the night we had the torrential downpour.

I have never visited Costa Rica during rainy season...it brought a whole new dimension to hiking and sight seeing. Kenz only once used a coat...she enjoyed being misted upon. I had Richard's huge yellow poncho which made me look like a school bus from behind. It did, however, cover my backpack, my body and our cameras. So, it worked well.

Bill suggested a couple of places to go ziplining and another forest adventure called Rainmaker where we met Luis, our guide. More on him....