Bastimentos, Part II

The next day, I did spend almost the whole day at the beach, despite being burned.  Again, I lathered up and hung out in "my spot" in the shade.  Late in the afternoon, I decided to explore the island a bit.  A bit became a lot.  I initially was just going to get to the next beach over, but I soon changed my mind.  

The view from "my spot."

I actually saw my first red frog on the way to Turtle Beach.  A young boy had one trapped in a leaf.  He asked for money for me to take a picture of it, and I was slightly tempted, but I wanted to find my own (and no matter, I had no money with me).  Only a couple minutes later, I spotted one of these frogs on the side of the road.  I ended up seeing quite a few of these frogs.  Apparently, they come out with the rain and it hadn’t rained in a few days, that is until this particular day that I saw the frogs.  

I hung out on Turtle Beach reading and playing sudoku for awhile.  Turtle Beach was even more deserted than Red Frog Beach.  There was only one other couple on Turtle Beach and I outstayed them by quite a while.  

Turtle Beach

Turtle Beach

It started sprinkling, so I got up and decided I’d try to explore further and try to find the next beach.  

I walked and walked, partially on the overgrown trail located right behind the beach and partially on the beach itself.  

I think I managed to find both North Beach and Long Beach, but I'm not %100.  (Seeing as there were no signs or people).  I seriously did not see a single person between Turtle Beach and when I finally turned around.  

I believe this is North Beach.  However, I can be wrong, in which case this is Long Beach.

I was actually quite nervous forging through the sometimes barely there path.  Anything could have happened to me and no one would have known for days.  

My goal of the day was to get as close as possible to this tiny island I had seen from Red Frog Beach.

View from Red Frog Beach.  The tiny island I'm referring to is the bit 3rd from the left.

The land juts out into a point directly across from this tiny island.  I made my way there and took some awesome pictures.  

How awesome is this island?  I wanted to swim over so badly (although I'm positive that would have been a bad idea so far from civilization).  

I walked slightly further on the see the next beach, but the time was getting late and I wasn't sure how long it would take me to get back to the hostel.  I knew I had walked quite some distance.

It was an awesome adventure.  I was really nervous being so alone out there, but reflecting back on that part of the trip, I think that it was made better by the lack of people.  Part of the island's awesomeness was that I felt like I had it all to myself.  And I knew that I was taking a path so many other people had taken before me (as evidenced by the insane number of single, broken flip-flops), but I still felt like I was the first person to discover those things - the wilderness beaches and the dot of an island I very much wanted to visit.

Costa Rica isn't like that.  I have yet to be in any part of Costa Rica (not that I've seen much) that I feel like I'm seeing anything new.  But I still have some of my trip left, so who knows?