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NOSARA, Costa Rica – Soon after climbing for hours by pocked and muddy coastal hills in a tropical downpour, we skidded our four-wheel-generate Suzuki Jimny to a prevent just just before the street dipped into a deep, rain-swollen stream.

We were being caught, kicking ourselves for using backroads when a Costa Rican man on a bike pulled along with. He waved for us to abide by him into the water. We looked at every single other, took a breath and plunged ahead.

“Just keep heading,” my journey associate reported, prior to we finally emerged on the other side, tires soaked and muddy, hearts pounding, waving many thanks to our good friend.

By late afternoon we ended up descending into the lush, palm-studded Playa Guiones in Nosara, a surfing hamlet on Costa Rica’s Nicoya Peninsula, the place American accents dotted the seashore as the clouds broke for just one of the Pacific coast’s renowned pink and amber sunsets.