((This may be a wordy post as I have LOTS of time. You’ll see why))
While it is now Wednesday noon (11/23), I do not know when I will be sending this as we are in a no internet, period. I can’t get too far behind in my writing though as I may forget. I have forgotten what being dry is like! It is so humid (but not hot) that this place has a dry room for shoes etc. my journal is there now as the pages have become so limp I can’t write in it and my previous entries have smudged ink. Oh, the humanity!
When last I wrote, it was Saturday afternoon and that was also the last time we had a connection via the www (look it up if you are under 25).
We were still at Lapas Rios. It was still raining. Well, we are at La Paloma and it is still raining.
We actually have had intermittent periods of unrain (in the PNW we have intermittent showers. Huh) Leaving LR was a hoot. Driven to La Tractor Rio, we and the family from CO were loaded onto a mesh bottom, tractor pulled trailer. Several staff members and locals were on it as well.
The river was so high our ankles were immersed. Then José picked us up and drove us on paved roads in the relatively dry conditions to Sierpe. It is ordinarily an hour but it took 3 as we had to go the long way since bridges were out on the shortcut.
He brought us to the dock where we boarded a water taxi to LP. Down the river to the Pacific Ocean where the ride turned very exciting. The swollen river met incoming tide. Ay caramba! That was quite a voyage.
This is a lovely spot up the hill from the ocean. There is a forest path to the wide sandy beach and warm Pacific. We walked down and were soaked on the way back. Since we did not have any rain gear (rookie mistake) on, I had to give Nancy the shirt off my back to wrap her must-stay-dry cast. At least it is a warm rain.
We met our fellow travelers here: a family from Colorado, a couple from Houston and others from pommieland and Belgium. Fun folk all.
We have a nice room with a hammock on the wide veranda. I can hang in it like a squirrel monkey and watch the mucho uvia.
Tuesday saw us back in the boat for a mangrove tour with Randall, an amazing guide. Quite a place, the mangroves and river. The rain held off for most of the time – yay!
That night was a 3 hour tour with the Bug Lady and her hubby. We probably traveled a total of 300 yards and learned all sorts of spider, insect and mammal info.
Today was supposed to be a boat ride to and a hike around Cocovado National Park but alas, the rain has closed the park. Oh well, we have a comfy lounge to gather in and swap travel stories.
We have learned the reason we are so wet is a hurricane named Otto in the Atlantic side. We are getting no wind but lots of water. Supposedly it will be around until late Thursday or Friday which means no diving for me. Bummer.
We would really like to see this country one day.
Now it is Thursday morning- Felice Graciasgiving! We may have stuffed Turkeyvulture for dinner tonight. Hope so. Probably tastes better than stuffed toucan.
How did Wednesday go for us you ask? Well there was a short time in the avo where it was dry so we walked into town. A tiny village right on Drake Bay. Not much to it but they are happy as a supply boat made it in so everyone is ready for a few more days of this.
We were told in the early evening we were in the yellow zone for the fringe of señior Otto’s effects. Then later it was downgraded to red zone today. Again, that is rain but no wind. Graciasfully.
A couple groups were able to leave today but they were not flying.
Looking at our situation realistically, we are well off. We have a warm, dry (well, humid) comfortable place to stay with water, electricity and food. We even have occasional unwet spells.
The Caribbean side of this small country (12,000 square miles) has been evacuated. In the northeast area and parts of Nicaragua as well. They are getting the brunt of Otto. I could be writing this from a shelter instead of a hammock with a view of the rainforest and quite calm Pacific Ocean.
So for dinner on thanksgiving the chefs and us have prepared a traditional turkey dinner. No toucans or turkey vultures were harmed for this meal. Of course we needed tortillas as well. Here are some before shots:
The pumpkin pie is in the oven.
After lunch we saw some wildlife and made sushi for afternoon snacks.
I think I have reached the max length so I shall send and continue in another post.