Or was it Perlas? Whatever and in spectacular weather, we drive towards Paraíso and then Orosí, turning right (west?) and stopping just after Rancho Rio Perlas. We walked up to the river and up past it, before driving on upwards until a suitable picnic spot with view appeared. Here the nibbles were nibbled and Britt mokkas knocked back. In the middle of the photos below Larry bursts in on another Baku nag. So rude!
