Dominicalita

John and I, being keen to make up for the previous days missed dive, headed out in the dinghy to survey the nearby rocky outcrop to see if we could find a suitable dive spot. After some searching we found an area where the rocks came to the surface where fish congregated although it was quite murky.

The prospects for this dive were not for Helen’s liking so just the two of us headed back out with our dive gear. Our dive lasted about 30 mins which was about enough given the murkiness of the water. Back at Dignity I used my remaining air to give the props and the shafts a good scraping as they’d begun to get a little hairy.

While we were away Helen had decided she’d had enough of the rolliness of the anchorage so checking our guides we decided to head about 10nm north to an anchorage called Dominicalita. The winds were sub 5 knots so we motored our way up there.

Here we rested for a while before Helen and I took the dinghy ashore. It didn’t look too tricky but as we approached the shore a wave picked us up from behind and soon we were in the surf sideways and we were lucky not to tip over, all to the amusement of some local fishermen. We dragged the dinghy up the beach which was occupied by many vultures, presumably hanging around for the scraps of fish brought in by the fishermen.

We didn’t spend too long wondering around. We found a restaurant which could be access by dinghy, we thought, at very high tide which we weren’t sure if we wanted to visit later. Back on the beach we met a couple of American’s from Tennessee who were visiting their son who lives here. We chatted for a while before heading back to the boat.

This time the surf presented us with more difficulties. It took us two attempts to get deep enough to push us further out with the motor down. We then had to crash through two breaking waves and climb a third. This last wave was just about to break so the dinghy climbed up steeply and dropped over the top sending Helen airborne. She managed to land in the dinghy but bashed her knee painfully. This squashed any plans to return to the shore as we didn’t want to repeat that exercise, particularly in the dark.

Today we’re off to Quepos where we’ll stay for a few days. John will head off to San Jose tomorrow to meet his girlfriend, Ella, at the airport and stay in town for a few days. An old work colleague of Helen’s will meet us on Saturday and stay for a day. Then we’ll head off again but we’re not yet totally decided on which way.