I thought that the road in Arenal National Park was bad. Our next destination was even worse. Having done our homework, we knew that the
roads to Monteverde were complete and utter crap. They made the area essentially inaccessible
to non 4-wheel drive vehicles during the rainy season. The bad reputation of the infrastructure
compelled us to rent a SUV instead of a much less-expensive sedan. Some folks even believe that the locals
intentionally keep the roads in bad condition to minimize traffic to the region. Monteverde National Park is not very far from
La Fortuna on a map. So why go to this
area if we are already visiting Arenal?
Mainly because there is a significant difference in elevation. While Arenal has a rain forest, Monteverde’s
altitude makes it a cloud forest.
However, the steep increase in elevation from Arenal to
Monteverde has prevented the locals from building a road directly linking these
two areas. Instead, visitors would
either have to make a 3-4 hour circuitous drive around Lake Arenal or cut
across it by boat. Since we had our own
rental car, we were going to take the scenic road. And scenic it was indeed.
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As we left our hotel, the clouds finally cleared so that we could see the volcano's peak. |
The area to the west of La Fortuna was less sparsely
developed and touristy. There were great
views overlooking the picturesque Lake Arenal.
Small farms, boutique shops, and B&B’s dotted the landscape.
We had read some good reviews about the place on the
TripAdvisor. While that website is
wrought with bogus reviews and people with horrendous taste, they were spot on
about Lucky Bug. It is a quaint B&B,
art gallery, and bird sanctuary all rolled into one.
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The Wife mainly wanted to peruse their gift shop full of unique art pieces crafted by local Ticos. |
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The Kids were drawn to... |
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...their friendly cats and dogs. |
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Because the property looked so impressive, we decided to relax and order some smoothies. |
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The smoothies (blackberry, mango, guanabana, and passion fruit) were so big we couldn't finish them. |
The place is run by Rob, a retired California expat, and Monika, a widowed German lady
who built the place in the mid 1990’s. They have several different types of birds that flit around
the trees near the restaurant. Unfortunately, we just missed a pair of toucans that had been there the previous day.
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Grey-headed chachalaca |
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Black-cheeked woodpecker |
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A female great-tailed grackle |
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A Baltimore Oriole |
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Great kiskadee |
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We also spotted a huge male iguana across the pond. |
We resumed our journey which took us through the town of
Tilaron on the South side of Arenal Lake.
Immediately from there, the quality of the roads turned terrible. Instead of smooth asphalt, the streets were
“paved” with uneven sized rocks juxtaposed with large craters.
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There were literally boulder sized rocks sticking up in the middle of the road. |
Our average speed for the 1-2 hour journey
was a mere 20 kilometers per hour. It was so bad that we gave The Boy some Dramamine because we thought he was going to get motion sickness again from the bumpy ride. The worst part of
the trip was that my cheap Styrofoam cooler kept making an annoying squeaking sound on every bump.
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Although the roads were rough, the countryside was beautiful to behold. |
We pulled into the
Monteverde Lodge and Gardens a little
after noon. This ecolodge is geared
towards those who are more interested in getting in touch with nature. The hotel has walking trails, a butterfly
garden, and no televisions. They had
complimentary snacks and Café Britt coffee in the lobby as well as rubber boots
and umbrellas available to loan to guests.
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Our hotel room included an observation nook, but we never saw anything outside. |
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The bathroom had nice toilet paper and
enough bath towels for all four of us. |
We had arranged for a private night hike with a company
called
Forest Alive! It is another local
company that got excellent reviews from TripAdvisor. Being the peak season for tourism, the owner
was unavailable to lead our tour.
However, his associate met us at our hotel and then turned us over to
Jorge, an independent guide contracted by the company. These guides can be hit or miss. We scored big with Jorge. As a third generation inhabitant of the Monteverde area, he was extremely enthusiastic about showing us the local plants and animals.
We were first driven to the Monteverde Wildlife Refuge. It consisted of a private estate accessed via a long driveway which led to surrounding trails. We wanted to do a night hike because many
animals and insects are more active and easier to find once the sun has set. We had brought along our headlights from home
specifically for this hike. However, we
ended up leaving them behind at the hotel because they would hinder the guide’s
nighttime vision if accidentally shone in his face. Instead, the company provided us with
flashlights which were actually more useful as we mainly used them to illuminate
the wildlife.
There were several other groups doing night hikes, some with
as many as a dozen people. Jorge tried
to steer clear of these larger groups.
However, the guides did work together and let each other know when they
spotted something interesting. This
cooperation maximized the experience for everyone.
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This pygmy tree frog... |
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...was even smaller than this centipede. |
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This grey fox and this coatimundi
showed no animosity to one another. |
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Despite all the flashlights pointed at it, this kinkajou tries to catch some sleep. |
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The Mexican orange-kneed tarantula |
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Though brown under normal light, bark
scorpions are luminescent under UV rays. |
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The bulge on this side-striped palm pit viper
means that it has eaten in the last two days. |
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A keel-billed toucan rests in a tree. |
The Wife really hoped to see a sloth in the wild on this
trip. After having been unsuccessful in
finding one in Arenal, we were running out of chances. Jorge took us to a spot where there was a
high chance of spotting one. It had been
there the night before, but it wasn't there this evening. Over the next two hours, Jorge looked up and
around every tree looking for one for us to see, but to no avail. We were very fortunate in finding lots of
other interesting wildlife, but the sloth eluded us.
After two hours of fruitless searching, we finished the tour
and headed back to the building to catch our ride back to our hotel. However, Jorge was not to be deterred. He was a man on a mission. After checking that The Kids were still fine
with doing more walking, he led us up the long driveway while examining every
treetop in the process. It was not until
we emerged onto the town road did we find our elusive prey. We had finally found a sloth. Instead of being in a tree, this male sloth
was shimmying across some telephone wires.
Cognizant of our discovery, the sloth made his escape across the wires,
down the telephone pole, and into the nearest copse of thick bushes. He was so slow that the process took about
fifteen minutes.
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The sloth shimmied down this telephone line.
His claws are prominently displayed. |
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The large eyes of this fully-grown adult sloth gave it some "cute" features. |
We finally called our taxi to come and get us. By far, we were one of the last groups to
leave (the other Forest Alive private tour was also finishing at that time
too). Most of the other groups had
missed seeing the sloth. We were really
grateful that we had Jorge guiding us.
Although he had been up since 6 AM giving an all day tour to other clients,
he took the extra half-hour to find that sloth for us. He even wrote down every interesting animal
or insect we saw on the night hike so that we could remember the
experience. We saw and learned more in
those three hours than we had in three days in Arenal.
*****
Wednesday, December 24
We were planning on doing a lot of walking on our one full
day in Monteverde. Unlike most of the
other hotels that we stayed in while visiting Costa Rica, the Monteverde
Lodge opened at 6 AM for breakfast. This
would allow the guests to have something to eat before their early excursions
(bird watchers keep ungodly hours).
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Typical Costa Rican breakfast |
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Eggs Benedict with bacon |
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Fresh fruit with yogurt |
Jorge again would be our guide today for a half-day tour in
the
Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve. Since we had our own car, he met us at our hotel and guided us to the
place. Tickets were fairly
inexpensive. With the higher altitude,
the air was cool enough that shorts were unnecessary. We brought along our binoculars and camera
equipment while Jorge had his high-powered spotting scope.
Unlike the previous night, our expectations on finding
wildlife were low. During the daytime,
forest animals are just not active.
However, we did hope to see the jewel of the cloud forest—the colorful
quetzel. In both Mayan and Aztec mythology, the quetzel was a divine figure, representing the god of the air. Leaders would wear headdresses made with quetzel feathers. Nowadays, their numbers have severely diminished with continued loss of their habitats. Jorge noted that only about 100 individuals
still inhabited the Monteverde park.
Along the trails, Jorge pointed interesting plants and
insects, explaining their roles in the cloud forest ecosystem.
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There's only one season in the rainforest so trees never stop growing. Therefore,
they don't develop internal rings. This makes it difficult to tell a tree's age. |
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It's hard to imagine that this caterpillar may grow into a beautiful butterfly. |
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Monteverde has over 400 different orchid
species including this one with tiny flowers. |
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This is a full-sized fruit from a ripened wild tomato plant. |
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These huge gumballs are used by monkeys to groom their hair. |
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The bright red leaves have caused people
to name this the "hot lips" plant. |
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During our hike, we could hear the calls of many small birds including this sooty thrush. |
We stopped at a viewing perch across from a
large avocado tree. Queztels are more
apt to be found feeding off the fruit in these trees. A solo birdwatcher was camped there with his
binoculars and gear patiently looking for the bird. We waited for about half an hour before we
finally decided that one was not coming.
We started back along the trail with Jorge in the lead, and me pulling
up the rear. Not but five minutes later,
I saw a blue streak hopping around in the canopy above Jorge. Indeed it was the previously elusive
Quetzel. It only stuck around for 2-3
minutes before flying off. But we got a
good enough view of it to realize that it was indeed resplendent.
We continued onto the path leading up to the “continental
divide.” This is a ridge that stretches from Canada down to Argentina. Theoretically, this geographical location indicates whether a falling raindrop will end up either in the Caribbean Sea or in the Pacific Ocean. The walk up there was steep for a few
minutes before we reached the highest point in the national park. At that elevation, the wind is strong enough that it will topple trees that grow too tall.
Thus, this area is known as a “dwarf forest” as none of the trees are
much taller than 10-15 feet high. The winds blowing down from Canada were quite chilly
and strong on the Caribbean side. But on the Pacific end,
there was nary a zephyr and it was quite hot.
The Kids were getting quite tired after walking for three
hours. We took the path back to the park
entrance. Along the way, we passed
several other groups, none of which had been fortunate enough to see a quetzal. When we arrived back at the viewing perch
across from the avocado tree, the solitary birdwatcher was still there, but
this time staring at the tree with his binoculars. Even with our binoculars, we had a hard time
finding this second quetzel as the entire tree was like a shadow against the backdrop of the
sun.
We said our goodbyes to Jorge as he was sticking around the
park to lead another group on a hiking tour.
He was truly an enthusiastic and amazing guide. He pointed out one last thing to us in the
parking lot—a group of white faced capuchin monkeys swinging up the trees above
our SUV. Instead of visiting the many
nature parks in the Monteverde region, maybe we should just hang out in their
parking lots.
Jorge gave us one last tip on our way out. He highly recommended stopping off at the
Monteverde Cheese Factory on the way down and getting some milkshakes. In the 1940’s a group of Quakers from Alabama
had left the United States and settled in the Monteverde region. Since they were pacifists, the abolition of
Costa Rica’s military fit their religious philosophy much better than the
U.S.’s compulsory military service. The
region was perfect for raising cattle and making cheese. Now the area produces about a third of the cheese
consumed by this nation.
We didn't have time or the interest in doing the cheese factory
tour. We headed straight for their small
cafe. Their menu was all in Spanish and
the man behind the counter spoke no English.
However, he was very patient and friendly with us. The guanabana, the combination (lime, pineapple, an strawberry), and the napolitano were all amazingly good. However, the best by far was the fig milkshake. I've never been a fan of
figs back home, but here in Costa Rica, they use it so well.
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Aside from awesome milkshakes and some cheese, there wasn't really anything else being sold. |
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A viewing window allows visitors to watch the cheese-making process. How amazingly boring. |
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After finishing our milkshakes, we stopped by Stella's Bakery and purchased some pastries for lunch. |
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We relaxed by the pool at the Monteverde lodge while enjoying our lunch. |
At mid-afternoon, a van from the
El Trapiche plantation picked us up for an afternoon tour. They must do pretty good business as there
were four different groups of around 15 people each going on the tour. Our guide was Diego, whose great grandfather
started the coffee plantation. It’s a
family-run business as his parents, siblings, cousins, etc. either work as
guides or grow and process the coffee.
Diego took us on a very in depth and informative tour
detailing the growing, collecting, processing, and roasting of coffee
beans. He did the same for the sugar
cane and chocolate plants that they also grow on their plantation. At every step, we were invited to try the
coffee and chocolate.
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The red cherries on this coffee tree are ripe for the pickin'. |
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Coffee trees only bear fruit for about 5 years.
New shoots have to be grafted on afterwards. |
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Each coffee fruit usually contains two beans. About 5% of the time, a peaberry results
where there is only one bean. These are considered to produce higher grades of coffee. |
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The Boy carries a coffee basket used
by laborers on these plantations. |
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The Girl demonstrates the traditional method of separating the coffee beans from their outer shells. |
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Coffee beans must be dried either by the sun for a few weeks or quicker by industrial processes. |
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A small roaster produces the final coffee
product that we usually find in markets. |
After a thorough education about the coffee-producing process, we moved onto the world of chocolate.
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The thick cacao pod must be opened to obtain the bitter seeds. |
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This display shows the cacao seeds in different stages of drying. |
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After they are fully dried, the beans are then
roasted producing the dark brown color. |
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After removing the shells, the cacao is put through a grinder. |
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This produces a still-bitter dark chocolate |
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Sugar is then added to the dark chocolate... |
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...to make it more palatable to conventional tastes. |
It’s hard to imagine that people were able to figure out that these plants were worth eating. It takes lots of steps to produce the product that we get from stores. Only in the last few stages do the coffee or cacao beans even slightly resemble something edible. Sugar, on the other hand is different.
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Sugarcane originates from India. It arrived in the New World after Columbus. |
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The Kids share a piece of freshly cut sugarcane. |
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We hitched a ride on a carreta which Ticos used to transport crops like sugarcane from the fields. |
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This plantation is named after a trapiche (sugar cane mill). |
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This traditional one was hand-fed and powered by oxen. |
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This more modern mill is water-powered and much more efficient. |
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The sweet liquid is collected in buckets and transferred to large cooking pots. |
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The sugar water is then boiled down... |
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...and placed in molds to produce these bricks. |
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Alternatively, the hot sugar water can be stirred... |
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...to produce a crumbly, caramel-like candy. |
At the end of the tour, there was tasting room where we were invited to try the coffee either made with a traditional chorreador or with a modern espresso machine.
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This distillery is just for show as it is illegal in Costa Rica to make moonshine. |
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Meat and vegetarian snacks were made by Diego's mother and aunt in the tasting room kitchen. |
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