In other circumstances I would had said a resounding NO. Put yourself in my place, imagine a sedentary man, that the last time that went to a gym he almost fainted on the treadmill and most of the times his breakfast was a couple of cookies. And now turns out that pretend to walk over three hours to get to an unspoiled beach.
Correction: three hours walk one way… What it makes a six hours’ round trip along an eco-trail, sometimes quite steep, surrounded by a dense forest.
Against all my physical faculties I said yes when the park ranger from the Cabo Blanco Reserve explain to me that it was going to take 3.4 miles to get to the Reserve´s beach.
It is just when the scene is so incredible that even the less capable runner draws strength to get to the finish line. And the description that the ranger gave me about that beach, convinced me that I needed to get there.
In my mind I thought that I would arrive dripping in sweat to a beauty white sanded and crystal clear beach, I would lay down in the sand for a few seconds and the will go to fresh myself in the ocean after a while of suffering through a trail, that would only be a procedure to get to the final destination.
I was wrong. Turns out that the beach is amazing, but all the charm of this trip starts from the moment that I put the backpack on my shoulders, I filled in the bottles of water and I begged my friend Veronica that please do not walk too fast. Asking for compassion.
The journey was long, but never lacking of fresh and clean air. The lungs receive dosses of live when you inhale in this landscape. It is like natural fuel that allows continuing the road smoothly. You will never stop seeing trees or hearing birds.
In Cabo Blanco Absolute Reserve there are 1269 hectares of protected area, where there are species such as squirrels, monkeys, coatis and anteaters. It is near Montezuma in Nicoya Peninsula.
I could not see an anteater, unfortunately, but we saw the monkeys swinging at the top of the trees, with that sound that resound over the ears.
I will not lie to you; there are moments where the journey becomes heavy. It gets long and you have to take long strides to overcome the steps created by the roots.
But you will feel a relief when you cross by the creeks that constantly appear along the road and they cool with only look at them.
After a little less of three hours I get to the beach. Only 100 meters to the ocean, I start to hear the subtle sound of the soft waves… and the light. The dense vegetation blocks the sunlight and as I get closer to the beach, I begin to feel the nice heat.
As imagined it. The ocean… waves barely perceptible and turquoise water. The trees that embrace the shore and two little benches wait on the side. It is the pic-nic area.
There is a natural shower that refreshes even if you are overheated, palms and more trees.
In the ocean there are stones. If you would like to take a bath I suggest for you to take beach shoes. It is worth it; you will see your fingers on the bottom of the sea. I guarantee it.
I felt tired when I got there, but not that much (watch out, we still need to come back). I really enjoyed every minute of the route, with that sensation and at the same time emotion, that every step I take I´m closer to an unspoiled beach that just a few knows.
I met a group of five Argentinians. There they were… amazed by our beauties. Warm water is like an oasis in a lot of countries in South America.
Put on your sports shoes, quit the treadmill, put away the cookies and get ready to see the light at the end of the tunnel.