A Scenic Drive to Los Campesinos

The day began with a sense of adventure as my wife and I were picked up by our guide, Jose, in his trusty 4x4. The drive to Los Campesinos was nothing short of spectacular, with gravel roads lined by towering palm trees that seemed to wave us on our way. The anticipation of what lay ahead was palpable, and the journey itself was a delightful prelude to the day’s adventures.

As we wound our way through the lush landscape, I couldn’t help but think about the waves I’d surfed in the past weeks. The rhythm of the road was reminiscent of the ocean’s ebb and flow, a reminder of the natural beauty that Costa Rica offers at every turn. Arriving at the ecological reserve, I felt a familiar thrill, akin to spotting the perfect wave from the shore.

Exploring the Hanging Bridges and Waterfalls

Once at Los Campesinos, we embarked on a hike that took us through a verdant wonderland. The hanging bridges swayed gently beneath our feet, offering glimpses of the forest floor far below. It was a bit like balancing on a surfboard, requiring a steady foot and a keen eye.

The trail was alive with the sounds of nature, from the calls of rare birds to the rustle of iguanas in the underbrush. Each step brought a new discovery, and the sight of the majestic waterfalls was a reward in itself. We paused to take it all in, the cascading water a soothing soundtrack to our adventure.

A refreshing swim in a small lagoon was the perfect way to cool off. The water was crisp and invigorating, much like the ocean on an early morning surf. We shared the lagoon with fellow travelers, their laughter and camaraderie adding to the experience. It was a moment of pure joy, a reminder of the simple pleasures that travel brings.

A Feast to Remember

The hike concluded with a meal that was as memorable as the journey itself. We dined at a small house perched on a hill, where a local woman prepared a feast that would linger in our memories. The arroz con pollo was a revelation, each bite a testament to the flavors of Costa Rica.

As we savored the meal, washed down with refreshing Brazilian guava juice, I felt a deep sense of contentment. It was the kind of meal that leaves you satisfied in both body and soul, much like a perfect day on the waves.

The drive back to Quepos was a peaceful one, the day’s adventures replaying in my mind like a favorite surf session. My wife and I dozed off, lulled by the gentle motion of the car and the satisfaction of a day well spent. Los Campesinos had offered us an experience that was as unforgettable as the best surf spots I’ve encountered, a reminder of the beauty and adventure that awaits in every corner of this incredible region.