Monday, July 21, 2014

Mudslides, hamburgers & living fences

Driving the twisting, turning mountain roads during rainy season can be a "trip" in itself. A couple of branches or a small pile of brush on the road is the Tico hazard warning.  There may be anything from  a small accident ahead, to a washed out bridge with a thousand foot drop. On the way back from Baldi resort we noticed a few small branches across our side of the road and decided to slow down (Ken's starting to drive the hills like a Tico).  Just around the bend part of the mountain had come down in a big pile of mud across the road and a few men with shovels were clearing one of the lanes.  The difference between Touristas and Ticos?  Touristas will sit impatiently, drumming their fingers on the steering wheel and craning their necks to see if they can get past.  Ticos get out of their cars, turn up the radio and dance.  Sorry, no picture. Que sera.

On our way once again, we decided to drop into a local brewery restaurant for lunch.  I wouldn't mind a good hamburger I declared as we were driving up the hill.  We then looked over to the side to see a cow poop out a baby right on the other side of the fence and start licking it dry.  I had the pork.  When we advised the owner his cow had just calfed, he just grinned, shrugged and said "it happens".    Here's momma and baby as we were heading back down after lunch.
 

As we drive the countryside, I notice that the barbed wire fences are often attached to scrawny trees.  Commenting on it to a local, I found out that Tico's will often repair their fench by just shoving a broken branch or stick into the ground.  Before you know it, you have a new tree growing.  This truly is a wondrous country.


A recently repaired "stick" fence.










What the "stick" fence looks like after a couple of years.








Hasta Luego, Amigos!

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