Manuel Antonio National Park, and Curu Refuge, Costa Rica
After the great number of wildlife sightings and the variety of activities that we experienced yesterday, we thought it would be a hard day to top. But nature had saved some great surprises for us, and as soon we entered Manuel Antonio National Park this morning, visions of two and three-toed sloths curled up in the tree tops, spiny iguanas basking in the sun, and bird songs coming from every direction gave us a good idea of what was awaiting ahead. Manuel Antonio is Costa Rica’s smallest and one of the most popular national parks, both for number of wildlife species that it harbors and for the sheer beauty of its beaches.
Later in the day we sailed north toward the Nicoya Peninsula for our mid afternoon excursions into the seasonally dry forest of Curu Wildlife Refuge. As we landed on the beach, the loud roars of the howler monkeys and the raucous vocalizations of the scarlet macaws sounded inviting enough that we soon headed for the trails. One of the walks was a winding path through a patch of dry forest, while the other was a leisurely stroll on a dirt road that yielded a good number of species of birds as well as various mammals.
Back on the Sea Voyager, we all gathered for cocktails in the lounge, and had our last dinner together. Sadly, our voyage had come to an end.
After the great number of wildlife sightings and the variety of activities that we experienced yesterday, we thought it would be a hard day to top. But nature had saved some great surprises for us, and as soon we entered Manuel Antonio National Park this morning, visions of two and three-toed sloths curled up in the tree tops, spiny iguanas basking in the sun, and bird songs coming from every direction gave us a good idea of what was awaiting ahead. Manuel Antonio is Costa Rica’s smallest and one of the most popular national parks, both for number of wildlife species that it harbors and for the sheer beauty of its beaches.
Later in the day we sailed north toward the Nicoya Peninsula for our mid afternoon excursions into the seasonally dry forest of Curu Wildlife Refuge. As we landed on the beach, the loud roars of the howler monkeys and the raucous vocalizations of the scarlet macaws sounded inviting enough that we soon headed for the trails. One of the walks was a winding path through a patch of dry forest, while the other was a leisurely stroll on a dirt road that yielded a good number of species of birds as well as various mammals.
Back on the Sea Voyager, we all gathered for cocktails in the lounge, and had our last dinner together. Sadly, our voyage had come to an end.
