11/27/2012 Dan: Heavy rain again through much of the night.
The day dawned bright and sunny with great local bird activity. After breakfast
we used a lightly traveled gravel road through the countryside as both a nature
trail and as a way to get a feel for how the locals live.
A well-dressed happy young man on
his bicycle stopped to say hola, but he quickly discovered we did not speak
Spanish. His black dress pants had a few small streaks of mud splatters from
his bike. He proudly laid his hand on the black plastic bag tied on his bike
behind his seat and told us something we regrettably could not understand.
Susan only caught the word “fresh.” I imagined he had caught some prized fish
and was taking them to market but he was probably telling us about his laptop
computer. He encouraged Susan to take his picture, and he gave her a beaming
smile (4 days later we discovered that he delivers fresh baked bread each
morning). Baking is unpopular in this hot and humid climate.
Palm plantation (for hearts of palm) |
Soon we were passed by a pickup
truck whose cab and bed were filled with people who appeared to be headed to
work at a small pineapple farm. Pineapple appears to be the main crop in the
local area but most of the private land is devoted to cattle ranching.
We enjoyed considerably more sun
than the previous two days. Of course, that meant it got hot and humid. The
shaded parts of the road felt good but we walked on at a leisurely pace
watching birds and absorbing the gently rolling countryside. We passed a home
where the roof was about 15'x30' but the enclosed living space was about
15'x10'. A small hut of a home even by local standards.
Susan: Many of the
homes in Costa Rica feature large areas under roof but otherwise open. It’s
never cold, and the bugs aren’t bad, so it is more enjoyable to sit outside
than inside. You don’t need a lot of enclosed space!
Living fence: sticks put in the ground root and sprout! |
Dan: As we
continued along the edge of this farm a man carrying a backpack sprayer called
out to us. He walked up a little road on his farm and tried to see if he could
assist us. Soon we discovered that none of us spoke the others language so we
parted with smiles.
On the walk back to the retreat, a
sizeable group of young tourists on a guided horseback ride passed by. One of
the equally young guides found a six inch long turtle. After he showed it to
his tour group, he galloped back to show it to us even though he spoke no English.
He simply had the situational awareness that we were obviously nature tourists
who would appreciate seeing the turtle.
After lunch we had a very engaging
personal ethnobotany tour with a man named Jaime Alvarado. Jaime is in his
fifties and is a lifelong resident of Chilamate. Jaime was the second oldest of
12 kids whose parents relied greatly on the rainforest to provide for the needs
of their family. Jaime said he only went to school part-time until the third
grade but he had an insatiable desire for reading.
Keel-billed toucan |
Papaya tree that toucan was eating from |
Achiote |
The depth of Jaime's knowledge,
including scientific names, was remarkable. He was equally impressed by how
much Susan knew about tropical botany and what I knew about general ecology and
history. Together the three of us had a great time marveling at the beauty and
complexity of nature, and pondering the many things we wished we knew.
The afternoon flashed by and our
scheduled 2-hour tour lasted much longer because it was so mutually enjoyable.
Jaime often asked us questions in the Socratic-style of teaching. He seemed
frequently pleased by what we knew or what we were able to deduce with his help
or by thinking scientifically. Jaime's tour was a wonderful combination of
knowledge, experience, wit, humor, and experiential learning.
After dinner, we had another
exclusive $25 per person nature walk into the rainforest at night with Jaime.
We had not yet seen the beautiful red-eyed tree frog but during the tour we
found 4 of them. Jaime also found us a
tent-making bat under a low-hanging tree leaf, and the only snake we saw on our
whole trip: a black and white snake that Jaime said was likely a coral snake
mimic.
What impressed me most was Jaime
drawing our attention to how long it took for drops of water to fall to the
ground from the tree canopy. As Jaime watched the long descent of the drops in
his flashlight he smiled broadly and clearly delighted in the experience as if
it were his first time. We went to bed that night feeling that we had a small
but very real rainforest experience on the muddy trails of Chilamate Rainforest
Eco Retreat.
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