Calle Pastos

Despite threatening weather we gird the Trooper and launch it towards Universidad de Paz. We park at El Rodeo and walk down to the river, returning via the even steeper Calle Pastos route. One morpho seen, several or one toucans…

The Hill & the Haas

Before breakfast we walk up the hill, checking picnic and sundown spots (sadly our main tree was ruined by progress), flowering trees, and the grazing herd. An attempt to film Paul and the bull failed due to cowardice and imminent…

El Rodeo

We head to El Rodeo, avoiding Black Friday, and Madam heads downwards whilst I briefly shoot upwards before dropping down towards Piedras Negras. And turn round well before, to struggle upwards at the pace of the slowest snail. At least…

First BBQ

After a mere year, or should I say yere, we finally assemble the last meccano BBQ and get the **ed thing going. Despite the wind not too much smoke. Great pork chops from the Sta Ana market dispatched along with…

Riotous dinner

Arrive at 6pm at Richard and Ildy’s for dinner, staggering out at 1130pm and weaving our way home past near-collisions with passing lampposts and stray cats. Too much sambuca and wine to blame!

Oxcarts

A quiet ride up Pico Blanco, then head back for rest at San Antonio de Escazu. There prehistoric mural art noticed for the first time as no trainee jugglers distracting the eye. And then painful selfies taken, as suddenly Hervé…

Matinilla & marmers

Mungo provides total proof of life by producing another of her famous marmers batches. The Orange Queen is seen sitting surrounded by these rare goodies, whilst footsteps of F&M buyers can be heard rushing up outside…. We later head to…

First sundowner

Our attempt to drive to the Central vivero was thwarted by excessive crowds thronging around the poor plants. At least we had first driven to Restaurant Monteverde at Siquiares, and walked along the rustic rubbish-strewn dirt road from there. In…