Brenda, the prize fighter.
Trip Start Nov 29, 2006
6Trip End Dec 09, 2006
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When we arrived in Nosara, we asked at a local ice cream shop about the enchanted forest. Was it a commune? Was it a neo-pagan surf cult? Would we be asked to donate a portion of our annual income to better the irrigation surrounding the 'memory garden'? "Oh Brenda, the prize fighter. She's just down the road." A sign brought us to a white stone path, through a gate past a clothing 'bazaar' to the enchanted world of Brenda Lee
On her first visit to Costa Rica, 7 years ago, she had a vision where a vortex opened up in the wall & the eyes of a hundred animals beckoned her to come. She found a piece of property and began to build. Brenda was indeed a prize fighter; she fought 21 matches, the last being a title match. That part of her story is the happy ending to Million Dollar baby. (She was 32 yr old when she started fighting) So fast forward 7 years, and now the enchanted forest is what it is. Brenda teaches several classes a day to the locals & tourists as well as training boxers from around the world & giving massages too
We finally took surf lessons on Tuesday. A 19 yr. old Tico rasta was my teacher & although I wasn't wholly impressed with him as a teacher, I did pick up a few helpful pointers. After 2 hours of surfing, we were exhausted and called it a day. The sunset was delicious, I could feel the curve of the earth pulling my gaze down towards the sinking sun. After a sleepless night for me (mosquitos, heat + insomnia) I slammed down a quick cup of coffee at 5am and we hit the beach for sunrise. The waves were much bigger & more powerful too. The sky continued its technicolor shift as we struggled with the waves. I felt pretty scared being out there, but after a while I started to ease up a bit. We actually got caught in a rip tide that pulled us down the shore about 1/4 of a mile. (luckily not out to sea) Honestly, I didn't notice till we got out of the water and began the hike back. After a 12:00pm circuit training class, Nick had a massage and I finally caught some sleep. We hit the beach again around 4pm and surfed till the sun dropped. I'm noticing an improvement in my ability, but have a long way to go before I'll be ready to try waves bigger then 8 feet.
Tomorrow we'll take a break from the beach and head north towards Ostional. Brenda told us about a commune of Israeli's living at a place called Pachamama under the spiritual guidance of a Guru called Tyohar. I think it'll prove to be a newsworthy adventure.