Horseback to Nauyaca Waterfalls

It's an area of the world still intact to its origins; whereThe tour shared breakfast with Lulo's family before
zones of jungle and lush greenery exceed the resortssaddling up to follow a trail that would quickly disappear
and clubs; where horns and the fervent chatter ofinto a small parting in the trees. As we ventured
countless conversations subside to a steady Barufurther, the path would dip into waist-high mud, only to
River wind. In Costa Rica, popular fare of its tourismmount back up to rocky hill, and I couldn't help but
does not revolve around Spring Break or the numberappreciate the confident footing of my horse. I could
of bold-name celebrities the country draws in; itstell that it knew the land as well as Don Lulo. Even
tourists are ecologically-conscious and visit to embracewhen it was up to its knees in the thick mud, it would
the natural attractions.choose every step, exactly-certain.
One such vestige of our devolving planet is hidden anWhen we arrived, we tied up our horses and
hour, by horseback, into Costa Rican jungle-Nauyacasurveyed the scene, the building sound of rushing
Falls. Hidden in the hills between San Isidro el Generalwater as we approached the falls was finally revealed
and Dominical, it is the highest and most expansive ofas the thick channels of water exploding on the
the country, with furious channels of water careeningsurface of a pool at the base of Nauyaca. When our
over the top lip, crashing over three levels of rock, andguide, without hesitation, dived in, we all followed suit,
into a number of different pools at the base. Engulfingeventually climping a rope up the falls to a ledge where
Nauyaca are towering walls of trees and vine andthe bravest of us, me included, leapt into the serene,
bushes and the sounds of animals native to the area.tepid jungle air.
Getting to the Falls was not as much of a commitmentSomewhere between noon and one, a consensus
as I had assumed. The commute to San Jose fromvote sent us heading back to the tour office. It wasn't
my room at the Paradisus Playa Conchal was anthat we had tired of the place, but all of that swimming
hour's bus ride and from there, another 30 to theand diving can incite the most unruly of hunger pangs.
Nauyaca Office. It was there that I was introduced toFollowing lunch, I thanked Don Lulo and his family for
Don Lulo, the tour's guide, well-versed in both Englishthe experience and vivid memories that would follow.
and Spanish, the horses, and Costa Rica's jungle. LuloThe falls, I had decided, would be something of tradition,
and his family have been guiding ecotourists like me toand an apex of future Costa Rican vacations.
the Falls for over fifteen years.