Saturday morning (Day 3) we woke up to find that the floor of our room had a layer of water covering most of it. Fortunately, the only thing lying directly on the floor was my suitcase, and this was lying up on end. After checking it, the fabric was damp, but none of its contents were. We had very little lined up in terms of plans today, beside enjoying the ocean. Punta Teonoste had some activities that we considered scheduling (massages, a trip to some hot springs, horseback riding, etc.) but we were pretty excited about just enjoying the beach and the bar. We through on some clothes and exited our cabana to see that our sand “lawn” in front of the unit had washed away into the grass around it. Additionally, we could see the drainage ditch along side our unit had clearly had quite a bit of water rushing through it and had spilled over its banks.
When we headed over to the bar and restaurant, our friend Gary was already there tending to it. We grabbed a table closer to the edge of the restaurant with a nice view of the ocean, and sat down. Gary came over and we ordered some pancakes and locally grown Nicaraguan coffee. While we were enjoying our breakfast, Gary came over and talked to us a few times. We learned at this point, that the reason we didn’t use the resort’s 4 wheel drive vehicle the night before to visit the turtles at Chacocente, was because a few months earlier, it had gotten caught in a storm, and had gotten washed away down what was normally a dry riever bed. We at this point that Gary had somehow left this out of the prior evening’s details, oddly enough.
After breakfast, we sat simply relaxing for quite awhile and enjoying the warm air, and the sound of the ocean, while sipping our coffee. Eventually we headed back towards the room. On the way there, we could see where our drainage ditch met the beach. What yesterday was a flat beach, now had a canyon that had washed out about 5 feet deep cutting through the beach and leading to the ocean. Amazing how much one rainstorm could change the entire landscape of the beach.
We returned to the room, showered, picked up the room, and relaxed in the hammock for a bit. We were about to head out to the beach when we realized we were already getting hungry for lunch, and decided to do that first.
For the rest of the afternoon, until it began to get dark, we walked from one end of the beach to the other. Gary told us there was 6 km in either direction of nothing. We determined that was at least pretty close to true. Over more than a 4 hour period, we walked as far as we could in one direction, and then back the other, for quite a distance, and in that entire span, saw approximately 3 people get within 200 feet of us. We may as well have been the only ones on the entire beach.
Around sundown, we headed back to the bar, ordered dinner, sat and had drinks for a few hours talking with Gary, and just enjoying not having much of anything to do.
Sometimes a day with no plans is just as much fun as a day of non stop activities.
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| Breakfast Overlooking the Beach |
When we headed over to the bar and restaurant, our friend Gary was already there tending to it. We grabbed a table closer to the edge of the restaurant with a nice view of the ocean, and sat down. Gary came over and we ordered some pancakes and locally grown Nicaraguan coffee. While we were enjoying our breakfast, Gary came over and talked to us a few times. We learned at this point, that the reason we didn’t use the resort’s 4 wheel drive vehicle the night before to visit the turtles at Chacocente, was because a few months earlier, it had gotten caught in a storm, and had gotten washed away down what was normally a dry riever bed. We at this point that Gary had somehow left this out of the prior evening’s details, oddly enough.
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| Canyon Caused by Overnight Storm in Front of our Hut |
After breakfast, we sat simply relaxing for quite awhile and enjoying the warm air, and the sound of the ocean, while sipping our coffee. Eventually we headed back towards the room. On the way there, we could see where our drainage ditch met the beach. What yesterday was a flat beach, now had a canyon that had washed out about 5 feet deep cutting through the beach and leading to the ocean. Amazing how much one rainstorm could change the entire landscape of the beach.
We returned to the room, showered, picked up the room, and relaxed in the hammock for a bit. We were about to head out to the beach when we realized we were already getting hungry for lunch, and decided to do that first.
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| Siesta de la Manana |
Around sundown, we headed back to the bar, ordered dinner, sat and had drinks for a few hours talking with Gary, and just enjoying not having much of anything to do.
Sometimes a day with no plans is just as much fun as a day of non stop activities.
Ryan Pondering Whether to Stay in Nicaragua Forever
More wash out from the storm
Flooded Lagoon turned into a river after the storm
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| Same Location-picture taken the day before the storm |
Moon-like lava craters filled with water
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