Costa Rican / Nicaraguan Border

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Originally uploaded by Mic2006.

The river is wide and fast here and the guides spent some time navigating the craft through the maze of hidden sandbars. Palms and tall grasses hung well out from the river banks, the locals looked really poor.

Not far from where the Sarapique crosses over into Nicaragua our boat was moored at this quaint little dock. Down a short walkway we found ourselves in a lazy open air dinning room and kitchen. Tie-dyed backpackers dozed in gently swaying hammocks. Hemp, sandles and beads seemed popular. We wolfed down a meal of traditional Costa Rican fare, rice and beans, as well as fresh grown vegetables and chickens whose relatives I could hear shrieking from some hidden coop not far away.

I think the place had once been a farm though the soil was pretty sandy, more populated by lizards than crops. Maggie chased around after one such creature trying to photograph him. A lady from Texas told her that she had similar reptiles near where she lived; she called them “O-my-god lizards”. They move in intermittant spurts, dashing along on their back legs.