This morning we drove 120km northwards to Santa Rosa National Park. After being fleeced for 15 dollars each ( that would be 2 dollars for a native, 15 for a foreigner), we drove to various trailheads along deliberately un-graded roads. The Costa Rican government does not want you to drive anywhere.
This park was the very first, opened in 1971 to preserve the remnants of dry coastal forest, most of which had disappeared into ranchland.
The first trail featured three desultorily labelled trees. Completely unsigned were petroglyphs at an old waterfall and a cave beneath teeming with bats.
Later we ate lunch by a small lake, but sadly we were the only mammals there.
Parking at another trailhead, we hiked through the dappled shade to a viewpoint over to the Pacific.
Along the way we came across a refugee from 'Death in Paradise's
As we left, we heard the sound of large animals crashing through the undergrowth. My guess is tapirs, but we will never know.
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