This morning we bad farewell to La Selva. Before we could leave, though, Mr. Leader had to pack up his moth trap. Well, I call it a trap but it isn’t a trap in the conventional sense. What it is…
This morning we bad farewell to La Selva. Before we could leave, though, Mr. Leader had to pack up his moth trap. Well, I call it a trap but it isn’t a trap in the conventional sense. What it is…
La Selva lies about 3kms south of Puerto Viejo de Sarapiqui which is where Mr. Leader found an interesting sounding restaurant. It sounded interesting to him because it was beside a river. Other than the fact that we went once…
La Selva Biological Research Station covers 1600 hectares of lowland tropical rainforest and recovering habitat. It has accommodation for a limited capacity of 180 overnight guests. We are three of them and are staying in some of the lodges that the…
La Selva is one of the most famous wildlife locations in Costa Rica. Amazingly our leader had not visited before. However, such is the detail of his research that he had locations and species in mind We set off to…
La Selva is probably one of the best known places in Costa Rica; it is a biological research station. It was to be our home for four nights after our first night at Hotel Villa Zurqui in the northern outskirts…
This must be classed as a bucket list trip; I’m off to Costa Rica, which I’ve long wanted to visit, with a couple of dragonfly hunting buddies. My route takes me on KLM from Heathrow Terminal 4 through Amsterdam then…
We’re back in England. We wanted a stopping place to break our homeward journey and Francine found the Caravan Club site just outside Kendal in the Lake District. [I still can’t call it the Caravan and Motorhome Club, even though…
Reviews of the community run campsite on which we were staying, introduced us to a reportedly very good mainly seafood restaurant in Kirkcudbright with the intriguing name of “Swally n’ Scran”. The restaurant is right beside a wet fish shop…
We’re off to our next 2-night stop at Kirkcudbright. I think I’ll refer to this trip as the Silent Letters Tour. From Moffat, travelling to Fyfe just north of Edinburgh, we visited Culross. The “l” is silent and the “o”…
[The “z” is silent.] Yesterday evening’s lashing rain had cleared and our morning dawned with a clear view across the Firth of Clyde to the Isle of Arran and you-know-where. Today was time for me to brave the grounds of…
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