Description: Having visited Costa Rica twice before seeing awe-inspiring photos of Rincon De La Vieja, I opted to fly to Liberia to see the park before going on to my old favorites. After the fiascos finding accommodations and the issues with them along with what is dull town, I was ready to finally be vacationing and seeing something.
A van filled with me, Pascal from France, Silke from Germany, and two Norwegian women drove 40 miles to the entrance of the park. The driver had told us there were three hikes; two were 4 hours round trip and the other 2 hours round trip. It seemed we all wanted to go the waterfall first and then the mud pots. The driver would stay in the parking lot for 7 hours waiting for us.
The two ladies headed off first walking at a good pace, not even acknowledging the rest of us. Only at the end of the day did we learn these speed demons took a wrong turn heading up to the crater and looking at their watches turned around before making it to the top.
Pascal, Silke and I were going to hike together to the waterfall. In the first ten minutes, I began to question my sanity and nearly turned around with tail between legs, as I wasn’t in shape having been completely sedentary for the past couple of years. I told them I was slow and it was okay to go on, but they didn’t. The terrain was steep and a bit slippery between the fig roots that form a staircase. Pascal took separated from us as Silke, originally misreading the map, and I didn’t think we were even at the half way mark an hour later and were contemplating turning around in another 10 minutes.
We continued seemingly out of the rain forest and into an otherworldly place. Strangler figs, vines and ginger plants gave way to brush and cactus. The air was suddenly dry with nothing blocking the view of blue skies and puffy white clouds about us. We wondered for a moment if we had stepped off the main trail.
A short time later we were back into the forest for another 20 minutes before arriving at the waterfall. It had taken us precisely two hours of huffing and puffing to get to the waterfall where we remained for about 20 minutes before heading back. While beautiful, the waterfall was hardly so breath taking as to warrant a 2-hour hike through rough terrain to spend 20 minutes. Had I seen so much beauty I felt this way? Silke voiced the identical opinion before I could verbalize mine.
So intent on our footing we dare not look around for animals or enjoy the foilage. That is if there was much...I don't recall seeing anything but my feet.
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