So this trail… one of my neighbors is a personal trainer and he says he can do it on his mountain bike in 45 minutes. Through the mountains, to Hermosa and then back on Hwy 34. In 45 minutes. Not stopping. That’s my new goal. Not to do it without stopping. Do it in 45 minutes. First I have to reach the point of doing it without stopping, though. By my estimates (…carry the 3… add the 7… taking rain days into account…), I should be good in about four months.
This trail, though, is too distracting. Because honestly, I spent a good bit of time debating yesterday whether I just wanted to go take photos on it or go hiking/riding for exercise. I ended up doing more reconnaissance than anything. I DID see an entire flock of sulphur-winged parakeets. So that was cool.
All the photos are in the Jacó gallery.
The problem with photographing birds is that the forest is so dense that it’s difficult to spot them. I’ll listen for a song, move closer, adjust my position, and look up. And look everywhere. Even when they’re less than 20 feet away, they’re easily hidden. It’s fun to look for (and find) exotic birds, though.
Looking down at the beach in Jacó from this vantage point, surfers are no larger than ants, sitting atop a constantly rippling blanket of ocean. The waves keep rolling in from as far out as the eye can see and they sit there, waiting for that next perfect wave to ride.