Departing Barillas for Golfito Costa Rica

Photos and text of the sailing voyages of Ketch 22


Walter and I flew into San Salvador in late December, arriving with a new marine grade head which I had to explain to the El Salvadoran customs personnel.   I don't think he believed my story until I showed the head to him.   From the airport, we took a private van to the Barillas compound .   Having flown all night, we relaxed for a while and then started the preparations for the sail to Costa Rica.   Unfortunately, a sensor in one of my bilge pumps had failed in my absence, activating the pump motor, and subsequently draining my batteries, all four of them.   That $50 sensor was going to cost me close to $1000.00 USD, not including the agravation.   I was able to get two automobile batteries in Usulutan, about an hour away from the Barillas Marina compound which Walter was able to wire together well enough to get us all the way to Costa Rica with only minor modifications to the configuration.   Subsequently, during a 6 week layover in Golfito, I made additional modifications which got Ketch 22 and crew all the way to Georgia on the east coast of the USA.   Let's start at Barillas and head for Puesta Del Sol Nicaragua, still using the GPS and Charlie's Charts of Costa Rica as my primary and back-up navigation guidance.  We had a good ride leaving El Salvador, but the   sail between   Nicaragua and Costa Rica was a special treat.

Barillas Marina

Barillas is a very special enclave in El Salvador, carved out from the surounding sugar cane fields during the now resolved civil war .   It's in a tidal estuary, well protected from storms and storm surge.   From check in to check out, the harbor master Heriberto was helpful in every respect.

The Barillas Marina grounds.

The Barillas Marina restaurant.

The Barillas Marina moorings, circa Jan 2008.

Usulutan central market.

After a great ride to marina Puesta Del Sol in Nicaragua , we did some touring in the local towns.  There is a lot of poverty in Central America, but Nicaragua is statistically the poorest, which didn't interfere with our stay at the marina as the gate guards keep things under control.

This one went back to sleep with the fishes.

One fine Mackeral .

One fine Tuna .

Heading East, following the coast.

The custom officials finger.

The PDS bar.

The PDS villas.

K22 at the docks of PDS , seen from the pool area.

Fruit vendor in central Chinandega market.

Carbon based transportion.

Costa Rica

The Costa Rican Pacific coast

Cursail in Playa Pananma .

Costa Rican resort homes.

Is this a Windjammer at Playa Coco? Name that ship.

Sunset over Bahia Drake .

Fishing in a jungle stream.

There's a helicopter on that boat.

Bahia Drake in the background.

Dinghy up river.

Los Suenos Marina in the distance.

The little yacht Saudade in Bahia Herradura.

Golfito, Costa Rica

Near the Panamanian border on the Pacific Coast

Ketch 22 in the Golfito anchorage.

View from the rain forest.

View from the Banana Bay Marina.

Inner city Golfito residents.

Fish Hook Marina Docks.

Fish Hook Marina and restaurant.

Golfito poster art.

On the move.

Watching the sun go down.

Dolphins bow riding in Golfo Dulce .

Another day in paradise.

Cruiser painting at Tierra Mar .

There's a Harley in that old fishing boat.

Golfito from the air.

Yet another gorgeous Golfito sunset.

View from Tierra Mar's balcony.

The view from the bluffs above Golfito .

Costa Rica with Naty

After Walter left, Naty flew down and we met in San Jose, were tourists for a while and then went back to Golfito via an absolutely charming bus trip to be tourists and get Ketch 22 ready for the voyage to Ft. Lauderdale FL.   It took longer than we expected, so we had a great time in Costa Rica.   Tiring of the Gran Hotel, we spent a couple nights at a charming little hotel, across the pedestrian walkway from the Gran Hotel Costa Rica, called the Hotel El Maragato.   Centrally located and half the price of La Gran.   Hard to beat.

That's me smirking over a Dayton Ohio State Shirt.

Naty mimicking La Gorda.

La Gran Hotel , San Jose Costa Rica.

Watch that hand.

Naty at the San Jose Art Museum.

Costa Rica with Naty

Then we went to the rain forest, where it rained and temperatures hovered around 60.   Transportation was easy, as Interbus will pick you up at your hotel and drop you off at your next hotel destination.

At Arenal in our cabins's porch.

The Arenal volcano we didn't see.

The rain forest.

No heat in the cabins.

The other side of the volcano.

 

Costa Rica with Naty

We had enough of Arenal it being too cold and too expensive as well as touristy, so it was back to Golfito via Ticabus , where we weighed anchor and took a cruise just outside Golfito in Gulfo Dulce.   We stopped at Casa Orchedeas first, then Rincon and Pt. Jiminez before returning to Golfito.

About to drop anchor.

The main gate to Casa Orchideas .

Things grow big here.

This plant is full of water.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia flora.

Casa Orchedia anchorage.

Casa Orchedia casa.

Golfo Dulce Costa Rica with Naty

Leaving Casa Orchedia, we left for Rincon and Pt. Jiminez, all in the Golfo Dulce.

Costa Rican coconut, Nicaraguan rum .

Sunset over Rincon.

Glenn Tieman's Crab Claw Rigged Catamaran.

Gator's on the road into Pt Jiminez.

La China en Pt. Jiminez La China.

Where I left her before she ran away.

The yacht   Seljm at Banana Bay.

Naty and guide approaching the zip line platform.

You thought we were gonna sail 2000 miles against the wind?

Safely in Yacht Path's hands.

 

And that pretty much closes out the 2 months in Costa Rica, and our time in Central America.   We flew to San Jose (costa Rica) the next day, spent a couple days as tourists there and the we flew to Ft Lauderdale where waited for Ketch 22 to arrive on the freighter Federal Patroller, that we put her on in Golfito.   Then we motored up the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway (ICW), all the way to Brunswick Georgia, the low country .

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