Hiking boots seemed the order of the day. Down the hill. Breakfast at the hostel we had vacated, eggs, rice and beans, pineapple, papaya, bread, mango, banana and a lot of coffee. The Costa Rica hustle requires no music; taxi drivers solicited rides. Are you friggin' kidding me? I know the road ends a few hundred meters from here.
Tourist guides offered us available right now $70 specials for guided tours of the park. Admission is $10 per person. I see sloths a few feet away all the time in Bocas, I don't need a guide to let me see one through a spotting scope two hundred feet away, mostly obscured by leaves.
The trail was a gravel road, closed to most vehicular traffic. Hundreds of tourists in groups of two to four walked the road. Every couple of hundred meters a guide would be showing people a clump in a tree several hundred meters distant. Iguanas were in great abundance. I seldom encounter them in Bocas as the Indians eat every one they find, consequently they reside almost exclusively in the tree tops. Here, they walked everywhere on the ground as I have observed in my many travels to Costa Rica over the last twenty years. A raccoon wandered around near a ranger station unconcerned with human presence. This was not really much of a wildlife experience so much as a walk in the park. The jungles near my house offer many more surprises.
Through the park, down to the beach, across a small river, back to another beach, back to the town, bus ride back to town for a little shopping. We stopped off at the airplane bar and got some really cool pictures, which I can't share right now, including one where the food elevator was a converted missile.
Tourist guides offered us available right now $70 specials for guided tours of the park. Admission is $10 per person. I see sloths a few feet away all the time in Bocas, I don't need a guide to let me see one through a spotting scope two hundred feet away, mostly obscured by leaves. 
The trail was a gravel road, closed to most vehicular traffic. Hundreds of tourists in groups of two to four walked the road. Every couple of hundred meters a guide would be showing people a clump in a tree several hundred meters distant. Iguanas were in great abundance. I seldom encounter them in Bocas as the Indians eat every one they find, consequently they reside almost exclusively in the tree tops. Here, they walked everywhere on the ground as I have observed in my many travels to Costa Rica over the last twenty years. A raccoon wandered around near a ranger station unconcerned with human presence. This was not really much of a wildlife experience so much as a walk in the park. The jungles near my house offer many more surprises.
Through the park, down to the beach, across a small river, back to another beach, back to the town, bus ride back to town for a little shopping. We stopped off at the airplane bar and got some really cool pictures, which I can't share right now, including one where the food elevator was a converted missile.
Two sweaty guys returned to the room and showered. A monkey show began within feet of our balcony, a
dozen white faced capuchins and a few squirrel monkeys. Back down to town for sunset pictures and dinner.
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