All of the photos (except Hermosa) here and here.

Yesterday was rather awesome. I got on my bike in the morning and rode south of here, past Playa Hermosa and down to Esterillos Este, about 28km away.

Here’s a map of the route.
Bike route, Jaco to Esterillos Este

I left my place around 9:30am. By 10:05am, I was back on the road, having stopped in Hermosa to check out the surf scene. I really do like that beach.

I've got this getting around by bicycle thing down.

I’ve got this getting-around-by-bicycle thing down.


An endless mist on the beach at Playa Hermosa.

An endless mist on the beach at Playa Hermosa.

After yesterday, though, I may have found a beach I like even more. There are actually three different sections of Esterillos: Esterillos Oeste, Esterillos Centro, and Esterillos Este. I planned to go to all three. The ride is nice. Once you get past the hilly, cliffside road going to Playa Hermosa, it’s relatively level ground with hills throughout but nothing overly steep.

On the way to Esterillos Oeste, the first beach you encounter going south on Hwy 34, I passed through the tiny, tiny town of Quebrada Amarilla. I actually didn’t know I had passed it until I realized that I was back in a completely rural area again. There were houses, a market, a church (I think), but I never saw something I could identify as the city center.
I was amused by this sign. The head is so so gargantuan. And then tiny little udders.

Cow country.

Cow country.

Saw one of the most beautiful butterflies I have seen yet in Costa Rica. Unfortunately, it died about a minute before I got there. Was bummed about that.

Always look before crossing the road, butterflies!

Always look before crossing the road, butterflies!

Jesus Christ is pretty big in Costa Rica. This country is deeply rooted in religion.

Jesus Christ is pretty big in Costa Rica. This country is deeply rooted in religion.

Not long after leaving Quebrada Amarilla, the traffic came to a stop. The MOPT decided to take down a massive tree limb, so traffic backed up in both directions. What’s fascinating about this is that they stopped traffic in the middle of the day on the only road running along the coast between the towns. You would think it would’ve created havoc. Only about twenty to thirty cars were held up in either direction for a total of about 15 minutes.

Men at work.

Men at work.

I took my GoPro with me and I WISH it had been stablized better because the footage which followed was pretty cool: crossing a bridge by bike with the concrete railing just to my right and eighteen wheelers passing just to my left. But it’s unusable. Crazy shaky. Bummer.

There’s a couple more photos from around Quebrada Amarilla here.

Eventually, I came to Esterillos Oeste.

#254

Woohoo! Now just down this road a bit…

Winding, hilly dirt road to get to the beach. And then it levels out. A mini-super on the right as the ocean comes into view. Desolate, graffiti-covered beach bars sit on opposite corners from one another on the dirt road that runs along the beach. The row of unassuming houses that you would expect to find in this type of remote, rural beach town extends as far down south as you can see. And the beach? The beach is pristine. Another slice of paradise. This little town has soooooo much character. I need to take another trip or five here to photograph it. These photos provide a general impression.

What greets you first on coming up to the beach.

What greets you first on coming up to the beach.

Well, thank you!  I'm very glad to be here!

Well, thank you! I’m very glad to be here!

I hope this bike holds up.  I was talking to my neighbors about it.  Everyone gets a crappy bike when they get here.  Then they realize that a crappy bike isn't going to make it through the harsh conditions.

I hope this bike holds up. I was talking to my neighbors about it. Everyone gets a crappy bike when they get here. Then they realize that a crappy bike isn’t going to make it through the harsh conditions.

I hate this photo, by the way.  But it looked like a Corona shot, so what the hell.  Why not take it?

I hate this photo, by the way. But it looked like a Corona shot, so what the hell. Why not take it?

Those waters... that sky...

Those waters… that sky…

I went up to the market to get some bug spray, still not certain if I was going to try to head somewhere into the grass on the other side of Hwy 34. Rode around a little bit.

"When you surf, life is better."  I don't think you can argue with that.

“When you surf, life is better.” I don’t think you can argue with that.

I never tire of seeing roosters everywhere.

I never tire of seeing roosters everywhere.

Got back on the dirt road running beside the beach and decided to follow it down to see where it led. It gets a little shaky toward the end before it clears up slightly. Sorry about that. I was holding the camera with my hand as I was trying to pedal down a soft sand road.

There was a little river/estuary to the left of the road so I stopped.

How very pleasant.

How very pleasant.

Then I turned in the opposite direction and walked over to the beach. And this is what I had. All to myself.

Did I sit and relax for a bit? Concern myself with nothing at all? Free my mind from mental chains? I did! I also went for a dip. (Not too far out; the undertow was pretty strong.) It was a really nice way to spend the middle of a Wednesday afternoon.

I kind of dried off, got back on my bike, and pedaled over to Esterillos Centro. Rode down to the beach there and couldn’t identify anything that looked like a mini-super (needed more fluid) and so I didn’t stay long. I looked at the beach in both directions which looked pretty similar to Esterillos Oeste (only purely residential, as best I could tell) and then rode back up to Hwy 34. I rested at the closest bus stop.

Bus Stop, Esterllos Centro.

Bus Stop, Esterllos Centro.

After a short rest, I headed farther south toward my end destination, Esterillos Este. And this little town… This little town is quaint. I like this. Similar to Esterillos Oeste, catering a little more it looks like to tourists.
I ended up stopping at Hotel Pelicano (which has a beach bar and restaurant) for lunch. THAT was a good choice.

Hotel Pelicano.  With a nice open air restaurant/bar overlooking the beach.

Hotel Pelicano. With a nice open air restaurant/bar overlooking the beach.

After downing a fresh watermelon bebida, I drank another with one of the best ceviche dishes I’ve had, made with whitefish.

Ceviche + watermelon bebida.

Ceviche + watermelon bebida.

A hummingbird flew into one of the flowering plants close by.

I'm seeing more and more hummingbirds these days.

I’m seeing more and more hummingbirds these days.

After lunch, I walked out to the beach, even though it was slightly drizzling now, to relax under one of the tiki umbrellas. I knew there was a good possibility it would rain somewhere along this trip, but it wasn’t much, really.

Raindrops at Hotel Pelicano.

Raindrops at Hotel Pelicano.

And then I decided to head back home. I looked both ways before crossing the road to make sure not to get hit by an airplane.

I think that's the landing strip behind the sign.

I think that’s the landing strip behind the sign.

Oh. There’s a HUGE farm with tons of horses at Esterillos Este which offers horseback riding. Tons of beautiful horses.

A horse in Esterillos Este.

A horse in Esterillos Este.

THEN I got on the road to head back home.

I'm glad it never rained heavily.

I’m glad it never rained heavily.

There’s sooo much stuff to photograph in between Hermosa and Esterillos Este. Sooo much. All sorts of little diversions just barely off the road. I can’t even fathom what’s going on farther off the roads. So I’m planning to go back more than once, for sure. This was more of a preliminary scouting trip.

In closing, here’s this. There may or may not be a man and child plastered into this thing. Someone should look into it.

The closest thing I've seen to an actual monkey since I've been here.  If you don't count the squirrels.

The closest thing I’ve seen to an actual monkey since I’ve been here. If you don’t count the squirrels.

Lots more photos here.

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Hello, I'm Scott. I take photos. Do things. Whatnot. Mixed Digital Media Artist.

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Comments ( 2 )

  • Priscila LopesJun 28, 2013

    Aww I loved that story. It’s very whimsical and detailed so I feel like I took that ride! Awesome Mcgotty

    • ScottJun 29, 2013

      Thanks, Priscila!

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