So, today we hit up Cahuita National Park, coming in through the “Puerto Vargas” entrance. Tagging along for the ride was my buddy and bird expert, Tyler Wenzel. This dude knows his stuff when it comes to spotting those winged creatures. We clocked a pair of bird species we’d never laid eyes on before, the Purple-throated Fruitcrow and the Gray-cheeked Thrush.
Tyler, being the bird whisperer he is, was all over those binoculars like white on rice. He’s got this eagle eye for spotting those feathered beauties amidst the greenery. We were like two kids in a candy store, except instead of candy, it was all about our feathered friends today.
And get this, after trekking about a click down the trail, on the right side, there’s this fallen tree. Inside the hollow where the trunk broke, there’s this stagnant pool of water, and guess what we spied? A caiman, man. Chillin’ like a villain. Didn’t seem bothered by us tourists one bit.
After the caiman excitement, we strolled further down the trail, catching sight of some cheeky monkeys swinging through the canopy. Cahuita ain’t just about the birds, man. It’s a whole nature fiesta out here. Tyler even pointed out some funky-looking flowers and insects that I swear looked like they belonged in a sci-fi flick.
Wrapping up our adventure, we kicked back on a bench near the beach, watching the waves roll in. Tyler shared some wild stories of his birding escapades, and I gotta say, today was a blast. Cahuita, you beauty, you’ve definitely won us over.
Wrapping up our adventure, we kicked back on a bench near the beach, watching the waves roll in. Tyler shared some wild stories of his birding escapades, and I gotta say, today was a blast. Cahuita, you beauty, you’ve definitely won us over.
But hey, 😬 the only real threat to tourists here might just be those park entrance booth workers. Those folks bite harder than the caimans 🐊 and have poker faces more serious than the lizards 🦎. Watch out for those gatekeepers! 🚫
Oh, and speaking of characters, we asked this guide offering his services in the park if he could clue us in on any animal sightings. Guy wouldn’t spill a word unless we hired him. Classic Cahuita move, man. It’s like a secret animal club with a hefty entry fee. I’ve been down this road a few times here — guides only spill the beans if you grease their palms. There was even this one guide who got famous for his catchphrase: “I’ll tell you where to spot an animal for 20 bucks.” Cahuita, where even the guides play hardball!
