Doesn't get any better than pipa fria on a hot, sunny day!

This one was particularly full and especially chilled so that it lasted almost the whole ride home from Parrita in the car.  True gifts from Costa Rica continue to wash over me.

Looking for a new place to kayak, I drove beneath the bridge down a dirt road to reach the banks of the Rio Tulin where there seems to be a nice current, but I wouldn't really want to paddle against it.  The river feeds into the sea, and in the summer months, aka winter months for Costa Rica, June, July and August, the river is so gn and forceful that it would be risky to kayak here; now is the time, despite carlos' warning of crocodiles.  Everybody warns of crocodiles, and the Ticos worry about them wherever the gringos are while the gringos worry that they are in the estuaries where the Ticos swim.  Ain't life grand?

We went to Punta Mala, a turtle refuge area where apparently baby turtles walk into the sea around 4:00 on August afternoons, if one can believe the very round, smiley young woman who greeted us on the beach and told us her uncle owned the tawdry looking cabinas for rent...

The natural sea wall stretches out into the ocean so that one understood very well the few wrecked boats washed up on the shore, and the shells and rocks were much different from those in Bejuco; however, the beach is only about 4 kilometers from esterillos, about a 5 kilometer walk from Bejuco.  

This is one of the rocks with a perfectly rounded hole right through the middle of it, and there were hundreds of these, many looking like skulls, all with precisely rounded holes.  Now how on earth are these made?

Not a sea wall turtles like to encounter when coming ashore to lay their eggs, this one stretched way out into the sea, but e turtles use the beach down farther for egg laying.  Perhaps the sea wall protects them from big fish.