In January of 2015 I flew south with two of my best friends for what I initially expected to be a few weeks of getting my ass kicked by the all-powerful waves of Costa Rica. The plan for a short trip quickly turned into a several month long adventure, and we squeezed every last day for all it had, quite literally. I actually ended up flying home only two days before my knee surgery date. The sudden change from tropical excitement at all times, to being bed ridden in excruciating pain was honestly pretty heinous, but extending my trip is something I will never regret. I managed to capture a few images a long the way, all the photos are shot on 35mm film.
The start of our adventure was spent in a small tree house we rented for two months in the northern peninsula of Costa Rica. Our house was a two minute walk from the Pacific ocean front and it probably had the most incredible sunset I have every seen, every single night. The entire town would gather for sunset then filter their way back up the path and onto whatever they had planned for the evening.
After two months of relaxing, surfing, partying and general good times, Aistis and I made the decision to head north to Nicaragua, where we surprised a close friend of ours who had absolutely no foresight that we were coming. Some might call this a claim, but I think it may have been the best surprise ever done. We stayed in San Juan Del Sur and on the duo volcanic island of Ometepe before I made my way back south to meet up with Andy. Nicaragua is still one of my favourite places on earth.
The next stop was Bocas Del Toro, where Drew managed to find a videography job that landed him Lauren and I a 20 day stay at a five star eco-resort on a Caribbean reef. They hooked us up with everything from free water taxi’s to the surf breaks to unlimited pina coladas in our floating bungalow. I have to give them huge props for being awesome hosts, and great people in general. Here’s a link to the video Andy made for their website. The resort really is amazing. Bocas Del toro is essentially a small archipelago on the Caribbean side of Panama. The village is dispersed among the group of islands, and the main vehicles are water taxi’s driving everyone to whichever island they need to get to.
We finished our trip in Colombia, where we backpacked the Caribbean shore attempting to find surf and friends, finally heading to Bogota for our final departure. I went home for knee surgery and Drew went onward to Mexico to keep the tropical migration alive for an extra month.
Andy made a couple awesome videos of the entire trip and threw them on his Vimeo page. If you enjoyed the photo essay, take a look at these videos. It’s a little different, but they literally give me shivers when I watch them.