Sometimes an epic adventure springs forth from an unplanned and unexpected experience. It's that experience that shouts “drop everything you're doing and let's go”. Welcome to day three of my bucket list adventures, something we didn't plan... because we didn't know it was going to happen.
Every year in Nosara, beginning in late July, a special force of nature creates a truly remarkable spectacle that can only be seen in a few places around the world. We are fortunate to have one such
place right here in our backyard, The Ostional Olive Ridley Turtle Refuge. Turtles come from thousands of miles away to the beach where they were born to lay their own eggs. It's nothing you can predict and there's no way to know how the turtles communicate with eachother to return to the same spot at exactly the same time, but when it happens you drop everything you're doing, grab whatever means of transportation is available and go see this phenomenon take place.
Two years ago we had a terrific group of families unrelated to each other staying at Tierra Magnifica. Our gardener who lives 7 km up the coast in Ostional came to work and whispered to Erika that the
turtles were arriving. Not just 10 or 20 or 30, but thousands. There were some activities planned for the day but we talked with the families and suggested that we rearrange their schedule because it was something that they needed to see. We booked a bunch of ATVs, enough to carry everybody over the mountain side and along the coast to the nesting beach. The excitement immediately electrified the air around the breakfast table and everybody began to look around for the things they needed to bring, asked questions about what to wear, and started to prepare for the adventure we were not expecting.
We had an awesome ride out of Nosara rolling along cattle pastures and through the forest. We splashed through rivers and barreled up hillsides that tumbled back down to the seaside. It was a