While walking the other night, located this old jail cell. Must have been a drunk tank or similar, no longer used as there is a viable police station in the village…
Went to Libano and fished in the river for a couple hours. Absolutely alone by the stream EXCEPT for a troop of BONGOS (howler monkeys)……
Didnt catch any fish, a couple weak bites thats all.
Spent a bit of time navigating the PUC (equivalent) water office in town to get a water service account. Nice staff, and not too much time chatting in broken Spanish later, opened the account. A family of 4 using water daily pays about the equivalent of $7.00 per month. No minimum fee applicable! I love this place!
Tomorrow I try to get an account at the Banco National ……..
Arrived back about March 11th. Had to take some time to reconnect with life here. Different pace, different life, for sure. Had a blast down south doing exactly what I wanted….when I wanted. Fishing, hiking, walking, swimming…..
Went deep sea fishing for the first time ever…..caught a sailfish and saw lots of them. Turtles, dorado, lots to see. Went out on the “Rosa Lu” from Herradura near Jaco. 25 miles out to the Peruvian current where there were tons of fish.
Walked miles and miles when Mo was visiting…..
Drove all over the place, to the coast, to Nicaragua, to the volcanos in the north. Everywhere.
Went fishing for bass almost every day in Lake Arenal. Caught some “machata” fish…. Saw my first snake in the wild….long and black with green markings. Like a ribbon on the trail ahead of me.
Found the place for me in Tronadora, near Lake Arenal. Good village, clean, neat, interesting….lots of places to eat, sights to see, and close to Tilaran…..a small town about 5 minutes away on the flank of the mountains where the Guanacaste begins.
Took some pics, will post a few at a time on here.
Experienced a national election wherein they elected the first woman President…..
Spending most every weekend in Port Dover at Mo’s cottage this summer…..fishing, biking, walking Riley……and motorcycling! I took the course (and passed) from Fanshawe college, got my M2 licence and bought a “learner” bike.
Been out all last week taking lessons from “the pro” 🙂
Caught a Northern Pike while fishing, and a bunch of perch and bass as well. Mo is learning to fish and is doing quite well at it. The pike was about 28″ long, not huge, but big enough for lunch.
“The Bike “
One weekend about three weeks ago, there was a large number of “mud puppy” amphibians dead on the beach. The best idea as to why is “avian botulism”, as there had been past die offs in Dover from this cause. I didn’t even know they were present in the lake, let alone in such numbers ( perhaps a hundred all along the beach).
Spending each nite riding to build confidence with the bike, and have put on almost 750 km since buying it.
I went to the swamp recently, as I always do each year on a late winter day, to get some air and “think space”. Took my fishing bag with supplies for a camp fire and lunch, and struck out with Riley into the forest.
After a while on the trail, we encountered a flock of wild turkeys, but as they are sooo skittish, no pics….and unable to get within several hundred yards of them. Eventually found a nice spot in the depths of the swamp, and started a small cook fire. The dog played around, and I made lunch for the both of us….
It was a nice day, warm…..but overcast. A good time to think, and “wash out” the old grey matter. Not too much moving in the bush, the odd squirrel, and a group of crows that had singled us out, and were broadcasting our location throughout the forest.
The bread was blackened, but the smell and taste reminded me of camping when I was a young kid….
Shared the beans with Dopey Dog, and sat contemplating the location.
Riley was having fun climbing about, and I think that I really could watch her for hours, as she brings pure joy to the heart…
More beans please! 🙂
Tried to catch a pic of both me and the dog, but as she wouldn’t sit still, no such luck. Can’t say I am the same kid that started this tradition in the mid 1970’s !
On the way back, we found a large flock of geese, and Riley thought she had suddenly become a pointer instead of a retriever….
The geese stayed absolutely quiet, focused on the dog and vice versa….they sort of looked like inverted golf clubs in the corn stubble…
Until Riley got brave and made them all jump into the air.
Each day like this since I started doing it “way back when “has been different. Different locations, for example (when I had my farm), but no matter what the weather, snow or no, the outcome is ALWAYS the same. Something I will have to do until I expire. Spend a few hours a year in the late winter in a quiet place surrounded by nature, enjoying the solitude and quiet. This year with a friend….