We've caught up with rain, or rain has caught up with us. After the increasingly cloudy skies of Costa Rica erupted with a crazy lightning and rainstorm last week, we had a few days of sunshine then it down-poured last night and is drizzling today. It smells like a greenhouse here, fertile and damp. It's slightly melancholic, as rain will be, but also refreshing and renewing. And couldn't we all do with some renewal? Now if only we could get all the leaks to stop...
We are anchored out in Golfito, the last port in southern Costa Rica. It's an old banana port, a sort of "company town" and is still struggling to economically recover from when the corporations pulled out, years ago. It's situated on the Golfo Dulce, a bay surrounded mostly by steep, jungly hills. As Chris mentioned, there is a world class surf spot (actually two) at the mouth of the bay, and the Corcovado National Park on the north side. Golfito itself isn't a tourist hang-out, there aren't any fancy resorts around or eco-hotels dotting the hills, but it's a nice place to have the boat. It boasts a calm anchorage and the use of the generous services of Land and Sea, a cruisers' club/tour company that is a very welcome stop. With a well-stocked book exchange, morning coffee, and a convenient dinghy dock (not to mention the company of fellow boat folk), it's about all a wayward sailor could want.
Well, that and a little sunshine. After all, I've got laundry to dry.
