Tamarindo

This city has so much development happening right now that there is no time to pave the main street. 5 cranes on the horizon one in town working day and night on megastructures. The only thing this place has going for it, is the smooth sand break for miles and miles of beach. The endless summer movies brought this place to life and now all the believers have made the pilgrimage here.

I pulled into town and parked the car in the city center and set out on foot to see if I even liked this place. It was still early and I could just skip it and go somewhere else. I met a few locs down by the beach talking about the life and the struggle. We decided to head up to the lifeguard tower to have a better look around. I don’t think that lifeguards are on duty here very often so the people in the tower have an obligation to be on the lookout for signs of distress. The appropriate uniform for the temps on duty is the shirt halfway over the head, a nice cool way to keep the sweat off.

I was really intrigued by the barren atoll out in the distance and decided that I should take a look. I saw a pickup truck on the beach that clearly wasn’t the police so I figured that the beach was OK to drive on. Sweating profusely and nervous I drove into the sand right in front of a beachfront resort and took the little subaroooo for a 4X4 low run in the deep stuff. A few minutes later I was headed down the packed sand beach waving to gawking tourists as I motored by. I found a nice parking spot a couple miles down and unloaded the kayak for the journey to the atoll.

Pretty much as the dudes described it.. A bunch of broken up conch shells and some sand. The sunset was pretty nice along with the fact that you are the only one on this barren island. If only I had a few cans of tuna and some water I could live here.