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GNN Goes to Costa Rica
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Ryan Ballengee from Golf News
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Day 1
Buenos
dias from Costa Rica, amigos. The
first day here has been fantastic,
eye-opening, and jaw dropping. I
arrived here about 40 minutes late
on my flight, which is supposed to
be pretty good for traveling to
Costa Rica. Upon arrival, I noticed
lots of Americans, lots of English
being spoken, and a people very
willing to welcome visitors to their
slice of paradise. After a quick
customs check, I was with my baggage
and on my way into the real Costa
Rica.
I
arrived in the Ramada Herradura and
was helped with my bags and check in
was no problem. I will be here for
Monday and Tuesday and leave on
Wednesday morning for the town of
Jacó Beach.
The room
reservation was arranged by Landy
Blank of Costa Rica Golf Adventures
(the sponsor of this trip). The room
was and is spectacular. It is
decorated in a southwestern (for
relation’s sake) style and is large
and comfortable. The architecture of
the hotel allows the cool breezes of
the valley to move through the
building. It is always temperate and
this allows guests to be treated to
beautiful gardens while walking to
their quarters. The pool and spa
facilities are top notch.
Since
gambling is legal here in Costa
Rica, almost every hotel has a
casino in it. Ramada Herradura is no
different. But, casinos here are
different than those you imagine in
the States. They are small, have a
few tables of games, and are mostly
populated by locals. You can still
gamble just like you would in Vegas,
but it is a more intimate and less
intimidating experience.
You may
be wondering what level (nivel) of
Spanish comprehension you need to
get around aqui. Well, the answer is
that it certainly helps to be able
to speak in simple phrases and read
the language, but it is not
impossible to get by with very
limited Spanish. Most Ticos
(residents) speak some form of
English – ranging from those with
formal education in English grammar
to those who know only important
phrases.
I have
yet to have to exchange my currency
for the national mark known as the
Colon. Almost everywhere accepts
dollars.
This
is true for most of Central and
South America because the stability
of the dollar caused merchants to
find it highly desirable when the
region had more difficult economic
times. Dollarization of the economy
here makes spending very simple.
Just remember that 500 Colones
equals one US dollar.
Now,
back to the day’s action. After
settling into the hotel, I was
guided to the Cariari Country Club
just a few moments from the hotel.
I’ll play the course on Wednesday
and provide a review, but I toured
the grounds and had a lunch at the
clubhouse restaurant. I had a
wonderful salmon-stuffed chicken
with a pesto sauce.
It was
also my first foray into the beers
of Costa Rica. From what I have
experienced to date, there are three
major beers here: Pilsen, Bavaria, y
the national beer Imperial. All have
good taste if you beer connoisseurs
are wondering. They’re hard to find
in the Estados Unidos, but I would
recommend them.
After
lunch, I returned to my hotel room
to get ready for the evening ahead.
We would be heading to downtown San
Jose from the hotel in Herradura,
which is essentially a suburb of the
San Jose metropolis – which is
estimated to house half of the
population in Costa Rica. I would be
joined in my adventures by a friend
of Landy Blank named Billy Fernandes.
Fernandes, like Blank, is an
American who has lived here for
nearly two decades and a pretty
solid golfer.
We
gathered and headed downtown to
experience the nightlife of San Jose
for the first time. The city is
vibrant at night and lots of people
are on the streets until late hours
who want to party, take it easy, and
the like. Each bar is basically a
casino, so I spent some time winning
at blackjack. I made a cool $60 and
taught a few things to the locals
about the game. The service, from
barstaff to casino employees, was
fantastic and courteous.
Billy
was fantastic company. He shared
with me what brought him to Costa
Rica, and we got to know one another
in the midst of the locals. He
shared that Costa Rica is a business
friendly place, with laws in place
to protect assets and business
owners from frivolous lawsuits. He
also mentioned that the highest
concentration of the 4 million Costa
Ricans is in San Jose. Billy
estimated that more than half of the
country was in the city. He provided
me with a lot of bits of information
that were of intrigue, but some
slipped through my mind.
By the
end of the night, I was much more
comfortable speaking the Spanish
that I still remembered from high
school lessons. It gets easier each
time I hear Spanish para me a
escuchar y hablar la idioma. I am
writing in Spanglish (Spanish and
English), in part, to illustrate
that the language quickly can become
a blend of the two languages and
almost goes unnoticed. It is a
beautiful mix and match of words.
I
returned to my hotel room around
1:00am to sleep on my comfortable
bed and get ready for the first full
round of golf in Costa Rica. More to
come tomorrow!
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Day 2
Morning came early on day two.
Morning and sunset are two things
you could set your clock to here in
Costa Rica. Since the country is
located very close to the equator
mark, there is very little tilt in
the positioning of the country near
the sun. That means that the days
are almost the same length everyday
– from approximately 5:30 to around
7:30 at night.
We took off from the Herradura and
went toward Santa Ana and San
Antonio to play golf at a resort
community called Valle del Sol. In
that short drive, I learned a lesson
about driving in Costa Rica and
other Centroamerico countries.
Driving here is a new concept in a
relative sense – less than 50 years
of driving. There used to be taxes
here that made owning a car very
prohibitive and cost a lot. Also,
people were rewarded for buying car
that had a less than modern smog
discharge. That ended twenty years
ago and has cleared the way for
beautiful, views not impeded by bad
air, and fresh air everywhere.
But, because it has not been a very
widespread thing to own a car for
more than a few decades, the
infrastructure for roads is in tune
with that truth. Roads in San Jose
are good and largely like American
smaller roads. The problem is that
most roads do not have formal names.
In downtown San Jose, there is a
grid structure of numbered roads
called Avenida y Calles (Avenues and
Streets). Also, there are no formal
property addresses here. Therefore,
directions are given in the number
of meters plus the direction on the
compass that you should travel
against major landmarks. It can be a
confusing experience if you are not
good with directions. Thankfully, we
had no such problem as Valle del Sol
was a familiar place.
The club had all of the amenities of
any quality resort in the world.
When we arrived at the clubhouse to
get ready for golf, I was able to
meet Carlos Rojas Soto who is
Director of Golf for the community.
I also met David Maddox, who is the
director of the Central Valley Golf
Association. The organization throws
weekly tournaments at Calle del Sol
and at other courses for giggles
among Ticos and gringos. (Gringo is
the word here for white person. It
is not pejorative here like it is in
other places in the Latin world.)
The group has significant
sponsorship and has a membership of
80 golfers or so.
We warmed up for a few minutes
before teeing it off at the campo.
The course is a fairly short and
open golf course. Bad drives still
had some kind of option to approach
the green, although there was a fair
share of places you clearly did not
want to be. The ground was hard, but
beautiful green grass covered the
course. That made for true greens
and the possibility of long drives
with the right swing. It was not too
windy when I played, but that was
because of the season. The wind can
pick up to very high levels for
golf, especially in the dry season
(November through April) and create
a very confusing course. Also, in
the dry season, all grass across the
country browns and mutates the golf
course into a more links-style golf
course than this American golf
version. The contrast is very
palpable, even for someone who has
only seen it once.
The course is situated in the valley
(obviously), but with great views of
the mountaintops that surround the
valley. The jungles are a majestic
site. The layout of the golf course
is a part of the community
surrounding it. The construction of
more upscale homes in this part of
the world is fascinating and so much
different than what most people are
used to seeing. It was a fun ride, a
great course, and a wonderful time.
After grabbing a post-round beer and
some chatting, we returned to
Herradura for some rest. While I was
resting in the hotel bar for a quick
snack, I met a few Americans. It led
me to realize that this country
accepts a lot of expatriates from
other countries in addition to the
draw it is for an increasing number
of American tourists. People come
here for business, travel, and to
live permanently. Everyone’s story
is interesting in and of itself, but
the people that move here
permanently come here from so many
backgrounds. The diversity is great.
Later in the night, went down to the
Fiesta Casino in San Jose – near the
Herradura. There, I met Nick Costas,
who is the Director of VIP Services.
He set us up in the VIP room with
very comfortable conditions. Giving
me a tour of the casino, it mirrored
a smaller version of most Vegas
casinos. They had all of the games
you would expect, live bands, and
the like. Costas indicated to me
that the concept of a gaming-first
casino is a very new concept to the
country. Despite that, the idea of
customer care was not. The drinks
and snacks were great and the cigars
were fantastic. The facility was
impressive, enjoyable, and we all
spent several hours sharing stories
with good company.
Upon the return to the hotel, I was
wiped! We play Cariari Country Club
tomorrow. Hasta luego!
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Day 3
The morning – again – came very
early. It’s not something I do
normally, but here it is more than
worth it. We went from the hotel to
the Cariari Country Club. It is the
major country club in the country
and has been around since the 1970s.
At one time, only members and guests
of the Cariari Country Club could
play the course. While it is still
exclusive, that is not the entire
policy of the club today.
The club is a solid facility that
has a membership that is very
engaging. Again, there are a good
number of expatriates here from
various countries. Also, there are a
variety of Ticos that belong to the
club.
We teed off on the back nine because
a women’s group had taken the
morning tee times. Immediately, I
realized that Cariari was a darned
tough track. The 10th hole, while
just 340 yards or so, is a tight
driving hole for irons. Tall trees
cover the fairways with a lot of
shade, but they are so close that
they eat up bad shots. If you make a
mistake on any hole here off of the
tee, you are almost guaranteed to
have only one option – chipping out.
It is very penal to be inaccurate
here, unlike Valle del Sol.
The course is impressive, though,
because it is a thinking man’s golf
course. Each hole forces you to hit
a certain type of shot – high/low,
draw/fade – with precision in order
to have any chance at decent
scoring. The wind here, though
shielded some by the large trees, is
still significant on every hole.
Again, during the dry season, the
swirling winds in the trees could
wreak havoc on a man’s game.
It takes a little while to think
about this, but eventually it came
to me that San Jose is situated 3000
feet above sea level. Because of
this, the golf ball flies a lot
further than you would anticipate at
home. It can mess with the mind when
the ball flies so much further – at
least one club extra of distance as
compared to sea level.
The holes are memorable because of
what it takes to get around the
course successfully. The greens are
tricky because not only are they
fast, but they are also small and
have deceptively large break. A putt
one might expect to be right edge
could actually be six inches outside
the cup. Even our caddy was fooled
from time to time and the members I
played with said that the greens
were still surprising them after
years of playing the course.
We finished up our round, gathered
up a quick lunch, and then packed
the car to head out of San Jose.
Next, we were headed to Los Suenos
resort just outside of Jaco.
Although the drive is very minimal
in terms of actual distance, I was
told that it would take between two
and three hours.
Why? One could be traffic. The other
is that we would be driving up and
over mountains for half of the trip.
The roads on the journey wove
through the countryside, small
towns, and into areas that simply
could not be inhabited by anyone
because of the steepness of grade.
The drive is filled with sights to
behold, though. The roads are fun in
and of themselves. The sheer
brightness of green of the jungle
that surrounds the drive is amazing.
Eventually, after the mountains are
passed, the road takes you close to
the Pacific Ocean in a way that is
reminiscent of the Monterrey
Peninsula. It is breathtaking to
drive seconds from the Ocean.
In driving through small towns, I
also noticed something about housing
property here. Houses are fenced up
here and basically locked down to
the outside with a key to the fence
or gate. The reason for it obviously
is security, but the fences seem to
be an accepted way of life. They are
so accepted that many of the fences
are beautifully constructed with
intricate patterns, beautiful
colors, and a sense of fashion – if
there is such a thing for a fence.
Eventually, we arrived in Jaco and
Los Suenos Resort. The property is
owned by Marriott and includes a
golf course, spa facilities, casino,
and a fantastic view of the Ocean
from the hotel and other condos.
I may have been mistaken in saying
that the Herradura was the best
hotel I have ever seen. This is the
winner. The rooms are decorated in a
mix of American and Central American
style. They have all of the
amenities and look great. The staff
was very helpful with all of our
needs.
We took a few minutes to relax at
the restaurant there for a snack –
with a very private view of the
Pacific. After we had finished and
washed up, it was time to leave the
grounds and see Jaco Beach. As was
described to me, Jaco is a
developing town with nearly 2000
units under construction there. It
is a boom town. In just a few
moments after arrival, I figured out
why. The town is small, but the
beachfront property is beyond words.
The buildings situated there all
have their own private beach area.
The spirit of the town is definitely
a festive one and lots of people
from around the world come to
capture that spirit, or partake in
their world famous surfing.
Since I’m no surfer, we went to
Hicaco Restaurant for our dinner.
The building, like most public
buildings, is open to the air with a
roof over top. Given the climate and
the situation, it just makes sense.
When we were seated, we selected the
buffet for dinner. It was an
all-inclusive meal. I had the best
lobster tails I had ever eaten, some
excellent bisque, and a little
dessert. Following the meal, we
spent some time in the bars of the
area. The drinks are cheap. The
people are kind. How could one not
be living here?
We had to call it a fairly early
night, though, because we have a
round in the morning at La Iguana –
the resort course at Los Suenos.
After catching a little of the Open
Championship on ESPN Deportes, we
went to sleep.
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Day 4
During the drive here, I did not
realize the change in climate that
we would experience would be so
significant for such a small
country. It is very palpable,
though, when you get up in the
morning. It is sunny, hot, humid,
and there is a good breeze off of
the Ocean. I was reminded of the
climate at home in summer.
We loaded up the golf bags and
headed over to the clubhouse for La
Iguana Golf Course. Jose Quesada is
Director of Golf there and got us on
the course. Not many people were
playing while we were on it. I’m not
sure why, though.
The course is carved into the
valleys of the jungle situated on
the surrounding mountainside. The
gardens around the course and the
plant life are very diverse and will
surely make one want to bring a
camera along with their clubs.
Iguanas can be found on the course
in several places, but most appear
to be shy.
The golf course is a stern test for
any player. The first hole is a
daunting, long par 5 with a tight
landing area. Again, the hallmark of
most courses here is that the
landing areas are very tight. From
there, it gets a little easier. The
course is fairly short and you can
usually get away with long irons off
of the tee if you hit them over 200
yards. Until the final four holes
that are situated on the water, the
wind is not too significant of a
factor. The undulation changes,
though, are noticeable and come into
play.
The biggest challenge about the golf
course is the grass itself. It is a
type of grass with which I am not
familiar. It grows out as a coverage
grass, but it does not cover with
lots of singular blades. This makes
playing out of the rough very
difficult because the grass is grown
high. The ball then slips through
the lower density of grass blades
and leaves you with a hardpan lie on
the ground. A conventional chip shot
will not work here. You must bump
and run, no matter where you are,
for any kind of chance.
The greens themselves also run a
little slower than the other places
we have played so far – perhaps
because of this type of grass. It is
an adjustment, but does make the
course frustrating. Just make sure
you spend some time on the practice
green acquainting yourself with the
surfaces. It will save you two or
three shots.
The aforementioned final four holes
around the Ocean divert from the
green views of the first fourteen
holes. The water view is simply
amazing, though. I have never played
a course like that before and it can
be distracting. Luckily, the final
holes are short and fairly easy.
That left me with a lot of time to
appreciate the view in a good mood
and score pretty well as a result.
Not too long after the round, the
weather sirens stationed throughout
the course went off and alerted
golfers to return to the clubhouse.
The rain can happen quickly in Costa
Rica and this was one of those
situations. The stronger storms here
produce lots of lightning strikes
and golfers should get out of
nature’s way at that point.
Thankfully, we were through our
round because we planned each round
to start early in the morning.
Afternoon rounds here likely result
in someone getting a little wet.
The work had been done at Los Suenos
and it was time to leave. Now we
were headed to the Guanacaste
province for our final destination
of the week. I was alerted before
the trip that the drive would be
about 4 hours, so we might want to
stop for some lunch. I was very glad
we did.
We dined at a restaurant frequented
mostly by locals, right on the
seaside, whose name escapes me.
Boats owned by the restaurant were
out on the water catching the fish
for the day. The red snapper here is
a popular fish. When it is fried
just right – like I had – it is a
treat for the palate. It is also
light on the wallet, too. While you
may not know much Spanish, the local
restaurants are cheaper and will
give you a lot of value for your
money.
We then got on our way. The drive,
again, was very beautiful. The
scenery changed, though. The land
flattened out, the trees created a
canopy on the road, and the
mountains were not as prominent –
much more in the distance. For the
most part, the road was great. A
little ways outside of our final
destination, though, we took a
shortcut to get to our hotel because
using the prime roads would add an
extra hour to our night driving. It
was a good lesson in the road
situation here. The roads used by
tourists and major highways are in
solid shape and a massive
improvement over the past decade or
so. Roads off of that path, though,
can be difficult to maneuver. There
are a significant number of potholes
and the roads can sometimes simply
be dirt. The joke here is that a
drunk driver would get pulled over
for driving straight down one of
these roads instead of weaving in
and out. Since there are few drivers
on these roads, getting around is
not a problem, though. The shortcut
was well worth it.
We approached our last hotel for the
trip. It is Posada del Sol, located
at the Hacienda Pinilla. The Pinilla
is a 4500 acre property that is
privately owned and developed. It
used to be farm land for cattle –
hence the Hacienda in the name. On
the property, the owner developed a
modern road system, electricity
grids, and access to clean water and
sewage on his own dime. To access
the hotel, though, the guard
instructed us to go 8 kilometros.
That is how massive the property is.
We made the final few moments of
driving and arrived at the hotel.
The hotel itself used to be where
the employees of the property used
to live. That is no longer so
because of interest in staying in
the area and there needed to be a
place for prospective condo and home
buyers to stay. A luxury brand hotel
is under construction near the
Posada del Sol and will be in
operation soon. The Posada itself,
though, is the most unique hotel of
the trip. After all, it used to be a
living quarters. It is not high on
luxury, but the beds are good and
the interiors are modern with all
Centroamericano influences. It took
some adjusting, but I really did
enjoy the facility there. Also, the
staff has been fantastic in
answering any questions I had.
After unpacking, we went over to the
poolside restaurant. It was another
open air facility, but well lighted
and decorated. The menu, though
limited, was brilliant. Top to
bottom, the food was delicious and
the dessert especially so. After
some good conversation, this tired
body went to bed to prepare for a
round at Playa Conchal. Hasta luego!
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Day 5
Another early morning – not
something I’m used to on vacation.
But, it was a beautiful morning.
Each morning here has been. Today,
we were to head off of the massive
Pinilla and spend an afternoon at
the Playa Conchal resort’s golf
course. Playa Conchal is built in
the fashion of Los Suenos, but
further north in relationship to
Jaco Beach. It is a community
accessed by gate, but you can get to
the golf course. The community is
self-contained and guests of it (and
people who live there) have access
to every amenity they really need.
For those a little afraid of taking
a chance outside of the walls of
comfort, they will not be
disappointed. The property is
beautiful and has access to beaches
that are soothing and have very warm
water.
We were here for a practice round
for the 5th Guanacaste Classic – a
tournament played around this time
every year to celebrate the
annexation of the territory from
Nicaragua. It is a two day event
that has flights based upon handicap
(assigned by governing body Anagolf,
the USGA, or R&A) and had a division
for professionals offering a first
place prize of 1,000,000 colones.
Remember, since 500 colones = 1
dollar, we’re talking two large for
first place. That’s where the head
pro at the Four Seasons Resort
joined us for our round, as he was
participating in the tournament.
The round was laid back from the
start, but it was easy to see that
Playa Conchal could play as a very
difficult course. Conchal is a
course that tests your ability to
judge heights. There is a lot of
undulation from tee to green. Many
approaches are up or down hills. The
wind off of the ocean makes judging
those shots more difficult. That
undulation and fast greens are the
main constants of this course.
The holes vary, though, in the
options available to the golfer.
Fairways are generous on many holes.
On others, there are bunkers and
water hazards that make driving an
exercise in thinking. The course has
some very strong par 4s that are
well over 400 yards. Playing these
holes requires a mentality of
survival. The uphill approaches can
be taxing on a golfer who is not on
their game. If a player can hold on
for pars and bogies on these holes,
the subsequent holes are much
kinder. The par 5s are generally
pretty accessible in terms of
manageable distance, and the par 3s
are not punishing golf holes by any
stretch. One can make a mark on
these holes and score well.
I noticed a change in my game,
though, as I played along the
seaside. The greens at Conchal (and
Los Suenos for that matter) are no
where near as, um, curvaceous as the
greens I experienced at Cariari
earlier in the week. Many of the
putts are not outside of the hole,
if but a ball or two in either
direction. A good pace on the putt
usually will allow a player to hit a
fairly straight putt. If one can
convince themselves that the putt
simply will not move all that much,
then they will save a number of
strokes and some incredulous looks.
It is best to forget Cariari on
other golf courses here because it
is the exception and not the rule
when it comes to greens and their
trickiness.
Still, I managed a very solid round
– albeit mostly in the spirit of
practice. The cap off was on the par
3 15th hole. The hole itself is not
especially difficult so long as you
never pull your drive to the left,
so that is not what makes it
memorable. Rather, it is the view at
the top of a created hill on the
cart path. A sign says “Scenic
View.” If you look forward, you’d be
left wondering what in the hell they
meant. Though when you turn backward
and to the right, the scenery
changes from mundane to eye-opening.
Bring your camera to snap pictures
of the Pacific, lodging amongst some
of the surrounding mountains.
That was more than enough to make my
day. There was still so much to go,
though. We mingled for a while
amongst some of the other folks who
would play in the tournament
beginning tomorrow at Pinilla’s golf
course. They were good guys who were
enjoying the wonderful lifestyle an
expatriate can appreciate in Costa
Rica. A lighthearted conversation
over a few cervezas made the
afternoon pleasant. It was time to
hit the town again and we had to say
our goodbyes.
Tamarindo Beach was the next town on
the tour. It is approximately 20
minutes of a drive away from
Hacienda Pinilla. It is a smaller,
quaint town on the seaside. Where
Jaco Beach is clearly a party town,
Tamarindo could be popular for so
many reasons. It seems so remote,
but recent development there has
made it more modern. The beach is
secluded, but accessible and
well-known. A surfer would be in
paradise here from what I
understand.
We dined at the Tamarindo Diria, the
major hotel in town. It is the only
beachfront property in the town.
Though we could not see the beach
from the restaurant situated just
paces from the beach, we could
appreciate the nighttime glowing
garden on the property. Palm trees
canopied the garden and were well
lit to showcase their beauty. The
flowers and pathways were filled
with playful visiting children –
even during the downpour that
accompanied our meal. During the
daytime, visitors could get a
wonderful drink on the beach and
take in the atmosphere. Likely, one
would never want to surrender their
spot on the sand.
The nightlife here is different than
in Jaco. It did not seem as crazy,
but was equally as festive and
happy. Lots of gringo travelers were
here and would put to ease the mind
of someone who fears being
surrounded by the unknown. The music
was clearly Costa Rican – upbeat,
hopeful – and so were the drinks.
The bar we went to, called the Crazy
Monkey, was situated up on top of a
hill next to a hillside hotel.
Though the pool was roped off that
night, I imagine that a good number
of amorous couples had found their
way there on a good night.
Time had caught up with us, though,
and being tired set in just a tad.
We called it a relatively early
evening and headed back to Hacienda
Pinilla. After all, a golf
tournament is to be played the next
day and it would probably be best to
avoid working on a few hours of
rest!
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Day 6
That morning came a whole lot sooner
than I originally anticipated.
Thankfully, we would be on the
property for the golf tournament.
Pinilla’s golf course was just a few
minutes from our hotel room. We
arrived early for the breakfast
buffet for the 5th Guanacaste
Classic. Somewhere in the area of
110 players were congregating for a
shotgun start to begin, supposedly,
at 8am. After receiving a generous
goodie bag and partaking in some
healthy Costa Rican breakfast, I was
ready to go…at 8am.
It was here that I learned what Tico
Time really means. The phrase “mas o
menos” (more or less) is used a lot
in the language here. It applies to
time as well. The tournament
definitely did not begin at 8.
That’s probably because no one had a
watch because it simply did not
matter. Time is merely an
approximation of when something
begins rather than an absolute
marker. Regardless of the delay, we
got onto the course to begin our
round.
We were joined by a pleasant partner
in our round – a local doctor who
was a lot of fun. All of us embarked
on a round that could have been a
whole lot more brutal than it was.
Pinilla can be a difficult golf
course. It is not especially long.
But, most of the holes play into the
wind. The greens, like Conchal, do
not move a whole lot. Despite that,
there are a lot of treacherous pin
placements. The course occupies a
land that is largely flat.
Therefore, the Conchal undulations
simply do not exist.
A number of the holes played to
around 370 yards. It made easier
work for a guy like me who was
struggling with his driver. The
lesson learned at Pinilla is that
sometimes it is best not to try to
overpower a golf course. Rather,
being a smart player and using what
is working will result in a score
that is just as rewarding.
Tell that to the professionals,
though. The golf course is a
tremendously long 7264 yards from
the tips. With the wind, the course
played to approximately 7500 yards.
No matter your skill level, Pinilla
can give you a solid experience.
Regardless of the tees the players
competed from, they all experienced
a par three situated directly on the
Pacific Ocean. Go over the green,
and you had a good chance of finding
your ball on the beach – literally.
Still, I managed a par and left with
a smile for the chance to play such
a beautiful hole.
In the midst of that, the sky opened
up for a 20 minute downpour with the
force of driving rain that some
people may have never seen. That
rain, though, was gone as quickly as
I was beginning to appreciate it. It
is a metaphor for life, probably.
After the round, everyone
congregated to share golf tales and
celebrate. Even with the players who
had lousy rounds, the talk was still
upbeat. How could it not be in this
place? The celebration lasted for a
few hours before returning to Posada
del Sol for dinner and a poolside
lounge.
In the fading light, we enjoyed
dinner at the restaurant and I took
a quick dip in the pool. I could
hear howling monkeys in the
background. It was an odd noise at
first, but something I could
appreciate pretty quickly because of
how unique it is. This whole country
is a unique experience and it was
drawing to a close, sadly. In the
morning, I will return to San Jose
and head for home.
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Day 7
Getting up to leave here was not
easy, but not because I’m dead
tired. This is a beautiful country
and a place I would love to share
with friends and family – the people
that will make me glad to be home
while I feel bad leaving. Still, I
didn’t make reservations forever.
I grabbed a taxi over the Tamarindo
Airport. The road to the airport is
short and made of dirt. The
“terminal” is extra small. It
consists of some benches, a small
station for the regional airlines
Sansa and Nature Air, and a few
employees over one open-air
pavilion. Its simplicity created
efficiency, though. When the small
plane landed, our bags were quickly
packed onto it. Then, we moved down
the runway after boarding, turned
around, and flew.
The flight was not at the heights we
are accustomed to as commercial
plane travelers. It was at 4,000
feet or so. That made for a lot of
photo opportunities, including some
you’ll see. The flight was quick,
too, so the beauty could not be
appreciated for too long. When I got
to San Jose, though I was still in
Costa Rica, I knew my adventure
would be over and quite a success.
Though I’m leaving, I’ll be back one
day with some friends – from home
and from here.
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