Miracles do happen. Greggy and I, after
dropping Aaron off for the bus back to San Jose, headed to Nosara for a night at the Guilded Iguana and a day at Playa Guionnes. Our goal was to get some waves, sun, and let Greggy try to learn how to surf.
It rained the entire night, and morning, but somehow cleared up for some beach time. We headed out to the stirred up, crazy waves crashing in, where I did a mini session to feel out my injured arm, and then took Greggy out into the waves with the board.
Upon returning from his session, he commented that it's much harder than it looks - I agree Greggy, indeed it is. Surfing is certainly not for the faint at heart!
From Nosara, we decided to attempt the beach road up to Brasilito, which was quite the adventure! Since the rainy season had come early and strong, the rivers were at the 'iffy' stage, however we managed to cross them all successfully, not without timely contemplation however. With Greg at the wheel, we had to discuss our plan of attack at a couple of crossings with locals who each had advice on which line to take, and how quickly to drive through.
Each car we passed on the way up the coast was interested in hearing how we managed crossing the river they were about to approach.
Nonetheless, we made it to beautiful Brasilito and made day trips into Tamarindo and Playa Grande for walks on beach, important shopping, and a trade in of my two un-needed 10-foot long leashes (thanks to Merc for leaving a brand new 7-foot leash with me) for a sexy and soft little surfer/salsa dress in a Playa Grande surf shop. One of my best trades yet!
dropping Aaron off for the bus back to San Jose, headed to Nosara for a night at the Guilded Iguana and a day at Playa Guionnes. Our goal was to get some waves, sun, and let Greggy try to learn how to surf.
It rained the entire night, and morning, but somehow cleared up for some beach time. We headed out to the stirred up, crazy waves crashing in, where I did a mini session to feel out my injured arm, and then took Greggy out into the waves with the board.
Upon returning from his session, he commented that it's much harder than it looks - I agree Greggy, indeed it is. Surfing is certainly not for the faint at heart!
From Nosara, we decided to attempt the beach road up to Brasilito, which was quite the adventure! Since the rainy season had come early and strong, the rivers were at the 'iffy' stage, however we managed to cross them all successfully, not without timely contemplation however. With Greg at the wheel, we had to discuss our plan of attack at a couple of crossings with locals who each had advice on which line to take, and how quickly to drive through. 
Each car we passed on the way up the coast was interested in hearing how we managed crossing the river they were about to approach.
Nonetheless, we made it to beautiful Brasilito and made day trips into Tamarindo and Playa Grande for walks on beach, important shopping, and a trade in of my two un-needed 10-foot long leashes (thanks to Merc for leaving a brand new 7-foot leash with me) for a sexy and soft little surfer/salsa dress in a Playa Grande surf shop. One of my best trades yet!
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