N4teTheGreat
FknN8
- Joined
- Dec 5, 2009
- Location
- San Francisco
- Moto(s)
- 2012 DRZ 400s, 2018 Ducati Hypermotard SP, 2008 KTM 950 SM
- Name
- Nathan
Alternative title, another questionable plan from Nate.
It's currently raining (again) as I type this with rain expected on and off all night, so the roads aren't gonna dry up any, I suppose. I guess they can't get any wetter?
I left San Francisco around 9:50 pm on Monday and after a 4 hour layover and a connecting flight, landed in Costa Rica at 12:30 on Tuesday. I didn't manage much sleep, I don't recommend this, but it did keep the ticket prices way down.
Thankfully my checked gear made it, and the bike was delivered and in like new condition.
It was crazy hot, and I had changed into my riding pants before leaving the airport, only to walk back to the airport to get the cash I forgot to pay for the rental.
Paid the guys and proceeded to repack everything to fit on the bike in while being cooked. Got there, pounded some water and made my way through Liberia. It started to rain pretty quick and I could see nothing but dark clouds where I was headed, but I had to get to the reservation. Somehow I lucked out and the rain had already saturated my route and moved on.
I was getting a lot of attention riding through the outskirts of Liberia so I didn't stop for photos until I was well clear of civilization. I was also drenched, because with 85% humidity, nothing dries.
On the upside, my route ahead looked pretty clear
Also on the upside, the majority oof the road was either volcanic rocks, porous sand or just river rocks. It was all wet, but the bike wasn't slipping and sliding much.
There was some slight erosion in places, and in some places I can't imagine anything other than a bike or a well setup 4wd getting through. I was maintaining a very low key 20 - 25 mph as the suspension is pretty soft on the CRF and I didn't want my weight plus my gear causing a pinch flat.
As such, the volcano and it's associated national park didn't seem to be getting much closer.
I kept plodding along, there were some concerningly sloppy mud holes, slick rocks everywhere, what would have been loose sand if it wasn't so saturated and ruts galore. I eventually hit pavement, but that was only a brief break as my route had my taking a left onto another dirt road through the national park to my lodging.
Don't litter folks
Thankfully not to far up the road I saw a sign for the lodge I was staying at. I'd see many more as they seemed to put them at all the tricky sections of the road to let people know they were in fact on the right path.
Did I mention everything was wet? But also scenic.
Very scenic, and jungle-y
Thankfully none of the water crossings were particularly deep, but there were at least four of them.
Also thankfully, the really rocky sections actually had bridges.
More scenic. It was actually prettier a ways back but I didn't stop because it was the third ranch where the local dogs were looking for a fight.
I also herded cows for a bit, as one mama kept giving me the side eye, I finally found a place to pass without getting kicked.
Starting to get some color, but I'm also close now
Home for the night, the guy who checked me in was nice enough to tell me I could park my bike under this awning to keep it dry, which I am very happy for as I type this during a downpour.
With any luck, I'll get some rest and things will dry out a bit before I head out tomorrow. I'm aiming to coger 70 miles or so and make it to the beach before 5pm when the rains are supposed to pick up again. Maybe I should have waited for the dry season?
I was rewarded with a great sunset, even caught a local rider going by
Drinks, dinner a new friend and a smoke on my porch rounded out the evening. I'd prefer less rain, but at least I'm not gonna get cold...
It's currently raining (again) as I type this with rain expected on and off all night, so the roads aren't gonna dry up any, I suppose. I guess they can't get any wetter?
I left San Francisco around 9:50 pm on Monday and after a 4 hour layover and a connecting flight, landed in Costa Rica at 12:30 on Tuesday. I didn't manage much sleep, I don't recommend this, but it did keep the ticket prices way down.
Thankfully my checked gear made it, and the bike was delivered and in like new condition.
It was crazy hot, and I had changed into my riding pants before leaving the airport, only to walk back to the airport to get the cash I forgot to pay for the rental.
Paid the guys and proceeded to repack everything to fit on the bike in while being cooked. Got there, pounded some water and made my way through Liberia. It started to rain pretty quick and I could see nothing but dark clouds where I was headed, but I had to get to the reservation. Somehow I lucked out and the rain had already saturated my route and moved on.
I was getting a lot of attention riding through the outskirts of Liberia so I didn't stop for photos until I was well clear of civilization. I was also drenched, because with 85% humidity, nothing dries.
On the upside, my route ahead looked pretty clear
Also on the upside, the majority oof the road was either volcanic rocks, porous sand or just river rocks. It was all wet, but the bike wasn't slipping and sliding much.
There was some slight erosion in places, and in some places I can't imagine anything other than a bike or a well setup 4wd getting through. I was maintaining a very low key 20 - 25 mph as the suspension is pretty soft on the CRF and I didn't want my weight plus my gear causing a pinch flat.
As such, the volcano and it's associated national park didn't seem to be getting much closer.
I kept plodding along, there were some concerningly sloppy mud holes, slick rocks everywhere, what would have been loose sand if it wasn't so saturated and ruts galore. I eventually hit pavement, but that was only a brief break as my route had my taking a left onto another dirt road through the national park to my lodging.
Don't litter folks
Thankfully not to far up the road I saw a sign for the lodge I was staying at. I'd see many more as they seemed to put them at all the tricky sections of the road to let people know they were in fact on the right path.
Did I mention everything was wet? But also scenic.
Very scenic, and jungle-y
Thankfully none of the water crossings were particularly deep, but there were at least four of them.
Also thankfully, the really rocky sections actually had bridges.
More scenic. It was actually prettier a ways back but I didn't stop because it was the third ranch where the local dogs were looking for a fight.
I also herded cows for a bit, as one mama kept giving me the side eye, I finally found a place to pass without getting kicked.
Starting to get some color, but I'm also close now
Home for the night, the guy who checked me in was nice enough to tell me I could park my bike under this awning to keep it dry, which I am very happy for as I type this during a downpour.
With any luck, I'll get some rest and things will dry out a bit before I head out tomorrow. I'm aiming to coger 70 miles or so and make it to the beach before 5pm when the rains are supposed to pick up again. Maybe I should have waited for the dry season?
I was rewarded with a great sunset, even caught a local rider going by
Drinks, dinner a new friend and a smoke on my porch rounded out the evening. I'd prefer less rain, but at least I'm not gonna get cold...