Hotel Ecoplaya La Cruz

We will post trip information here as soon as it starts. For 2010, we will continue planning the project and look for Sponsors that are willing to invest and support the Project. All indications in that regard is ...

... found the light and it was red... a bit weird! and saw they had a pet monkey tied to the tree... I felt a bit sorry for him actually... but he was cute. We then noticed how amazing the sunset was, so paid and ran across to the waters edge and took some great pictures. It then dawned on us that we were 6km away from the hostel on a dirt track, no lights and bikes... and when the sunsets, it goes pitch black within half an hour, so we all stuck together and started cycling back. My ...

Wednesday

After leaving Granada, John and I made our way to Ometepe Island -- a very large island in the middle of Lake Nicaragua, formed by two volcanos. After settling into our hotel in one of the smaller towns on the island, John and I went for a walk in the nearby park of Chaco Verde. We hiked through a nice forest along the lake, and arrived at a beautiful isolated beach. We were distracted, however, by the sound of howler monkeys, so ...

... the odd weather, though there has been some disappointing events w/i the group that i study about a week and a half ago one of the adult female monkeys in the group disappeared, and the chances of her showing up again are quite slim. Blanquita was one of the oldest monkeys in the park, and i have been told that she may have been the last remaining monkey from the time that capuchin monkey groups were first studied in this park. she was something like 24 ...

... probably doing a little damage) and it was well worth the drive.  The hostel was beautiful with the rooms and restaurant in an old Coffee Plantation barn.  We stayed two nights and we really enjoyed the view.  We meet other travelers, played chess and cards, and started to clean Wesley in preparation for Devins Mom's visit.

Now we are on our way to the Pacific Coast before we head on to Costa Rica.

... doesn't mean that the non-dangerous ones are gunna leave you alone though. this one, understandably perturbed as i had destroyed his condo, decided to ive me quit a little bite. Unlike some buggily bites, this one i felt instantly. I got rid of the little punk, but soon after i had a very odd feeling in my arm. The actual bite was stingin pretty well, but the real uncomfortable part was that my arm began to get just a bit ...

... this meant I would be put in some sterile room, have to go trough a whole bunch of tests before it was decided I was too likely a carrier of Swine Flu and had to be sent back to the US, who in turn would not take me back and I would be ushered out of the United States in handcuffs and put on a small boat who would then drop me off on a small island exactly half way between the US and Africa, which would of course have been a former Leper colony, outfitted for swine ...

... California, Costa Rica, England, then of course some local Nicaraguans. It was a pretty fun time talking to lots of different people… and most of them spoke decent English [with strong accents of course].

This morning was an early morning because we had to get up and go over to the surf place to get fitted for our boards and gear. We walked over to Hostel Oro, which was a sight in itself. It truly was a hostel. It is just a large building with a common ...

... green and wet. Awesome hike all round.

Me and Eugene, a Belarussian (yes, from Belarus!), realized about half way down that catching the ferry off the island would be a really, really close, so immediately after getting down, legs still shaking with fatigue, we set off for the port. We completely missed it and went to Ojo de Agua again, ending up in Moyogalpa for the night. Getting up at way-to-early-o ...

... through after paying some inane fees. To solve my Title problem I meticulously photocopied the back of Gregs Ca title on to my color copy title. I must say that it turned out very nice, exactly the same size but a little less colorful. When we rode into the crossing we were mobbed by about 30 people and kids who were competing for our services. The all shouted and pushed their way onto Noel who was the lead bike ...