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Hypno-Toad, a Crazy Storm, Johnny Walker and The Milky Way.

Volcán Arenal, cloaked in cloud, with lightning bolts erupted to the left, starfields multiplying above, and the quiet goings-on of local Costa Rican villagers beneath.Technically not a great starscape, but my first ever attempt back in 2011 and left the exposure running for too long (101 seconds) and was so captivated by the open skies that I didn't re-take this view.  Fond memories, though.Development notes: this uses a graduated filter added in post, and a wire has been cloned out of the lower left corner.

Hypno-Toad, a Crazy Storm, Johnny Walker and The Milky Way… not the usual way to celebrate ten years of marriage, but it was certainly memorable and I would not change it for the world.

Our ten year wedding anniversary plans changed at the last minute – we were supposed to be watching Atlantis take to the skies in Florida, but the shuttle flight was rescheduled and we were therefore lumbered with a return flight to Florida which we had to take. We therefore took the flight and then connected at last minute to San Jose in Costa Rica – a move which was largely last minute, but became one of the best travel decisions we’ve made.

Counting the pennies, we booked ourselves into largely cheap and spartan accommodation – but refused to compromise on views and experience. That’s how we found ourselves in a tiny one bed hut on the hills surrounding Arenal Volcano on the evening of our tenth wedding anniversary. After zip-lining through the rainforest that afternoon we’d settled on a nice steak in the restaurant that evening,  followed by a whisky on the plastic, rickety chairs outside our accommodation. As the sky blackened, we were treated to a welcome cool breeze and the distant sound of thunder. As the temperature  dropped, huge cane toads emerged from the undergrowth and gathered around our feet, their frantic burps never failing to shock me out of my seat. Shining the torch on them illuminated their yellow eyes in a hypnotizing and enchanting way – I felt myself crawling closer and closer to them to try and take a picture, only to run screaming as they hopped fearlessly towards my face. As the toads were largely winning the battle, I decided to head off in search of armadillos and bats – finding both, literally, on the doorstep to our hut. Feeling very happy with myself, and after a few trips back to the bar to restock my ‘lemonade’ (ah hem), we started to set up the camera to take some timelapse and video, as well as capture some astrophotography.

The views were out of this world. The clouds parted and about 1am we were treated to a totally clear sky above the volcano. The Milky Way was visible with the naked eye and all around us stars twinkled like fairy lights.  This was one of the first times I had ever seen the night sky so clear. I was transfixed and in love.

After many hours studying the typography of the region on the internet, and scouring over local maps, we had chosen this specific accommodation because we knew there was no towns, hills or accommodation directly between us and Arenal Volcano, therefore we knew that light pollution would be at a minimum and the landscape ideal for some nightime shots.

I love this image, but cannot take any credit for this. This is all Alistair’s hard work. It captures the view we had perfectly that night – the only omissions are the streaks of fork lightening as they bounced off the sides of the volcano, and the thunder bolts which vibrated through the ground like after shocks.

Ali would say that, technically, this is not a great starscape – that he left the exposure running for too long (101 seconds) and because he was so captivated by the open skies he didn’t re-take this view, but I love it – brings back very fond memories.

Additional images from our time in Costa Rica are available in our Taraji Blue photo gallery. We welcome your feedback and comments.

If you’re planning a trip to Costa Rica you might find our Costa Rica blog of interest – it contains detailed reviews of trips and routes to take and the accommodation available.

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Tyres and Teeth

A garage in Costa Rica

I could not celebrate Costa Rica week here on Taraji Blue withour re-sharing this blog post. First written and shared back in May 2011 it’s a tale of pure stupidity, naivety and sheer determination… and it is one of my favourites…

Well I never knew there was any such place where one could have their tyres repaired and their teeth whitened in Costa Rica – less so did I ever imagine we’d end up there! This is a tale of jeopardy, bad luck and pure stupidity.

Lets start with the stupidity….in one of the most remote places in Costa Rica,  30k from the nearest village, we parked our car for three nights whilst we took a boat to Tortuguero and promptly but accidentally left the lights on. On our return the battery was inevitably dead. Thus followed 2 hours of phone calls and negotiation with local farm workers and coach drivers to procure the necessary battery, spanner and jump leads.  We tried the jump leads first, but the battery was too dead to respond, we so watched as the last tourists departed the car park and drove off into the distance. In very broken Spanish, and using a free Daily Mail Spanish guide, we half explained our predicament to locals with lots of pointing, arm waving, noise mimickery and gesticulation. This, and the charms of a local woman, persuaded one begrudged boyfriend to return to his boat and lend us his battery to trick the car into starting. With lots of pouting and huffing, we got the battery started, showering praise, money and thanks on the locals who helped.

Now for the bad luck…Almost three hours later we were well on our way, daring not to stop, switch the engine off or use air con for fear of draining the charging battery. We bounced along the dust track, eager to make up up lost time with a long journey ahead. Not having the required tools to tighten the battery bolts to the car, every bounce, bump and necessary serve lurched my heart back into my mouth in fear of the battery bouncing loose of its connections, rendering us back to square one.

After a brief pause to lift the bonnet and check the battery was ok, we continued on our way and made it 2.5 hours later to the town of Guapiles. We were feeling much better in ourselves, and had started to enjoy the attention from the locals who, for the last half hour, had been running alongside the vehicle, shouting and waving. We’d assumed this was curiosity and waved back, smiling. It was not until we pulled up at the lights in Guapiles that a local shouted to us in English that we had a puncture. I cannot repeat what language I bestowed on our car, but suffice to say it was far from complimentary. We were quite literally now at the end of the road and as far as we could go without switching the engine off. We turned around and made our way back to the many garages lining the road between Guapiles and Cariari, opting, in our haze, to choose one that specialised in tyres and dentistry! Having little option, and enjoying the quirkiness of the situation, we pulled in, dragged out our Daily Mail Spanish Language guide from the glove box and tried to explain our predicament. Within two minutes the car was ramped, and in another 5, the tyre fixed and replaced – all for the bargain price of £1.00. It did make me wonder whether their dentistry was of an equivalent price range and quality and I was almost tempted to try the whitening. Alas, time was of the essence and we’d lost about 4 hours by this point and faced the danger of travelling on mountainous roads in the pitch black – a big no, no. So onwards we pressed…

Into jeopardy i.e right into rush hour in San Jose. 1 hour spent in traffic, going no-where with nothing to do but helplessly watch the sun descend behind the mountainous horizon. We were now approximately 5 hours behind schedule and facing the prospect of driving toward Arenal Volcano in the dead of night.

Escaping the traffic, we eventually headed onto the Pan American highway and put our foot down, eager to make up the miles. This is easier said than done because we faced two new obstacles…..a rapidly emptying petrol tank and locals wandering the roads with no illumination what so ever. I felt like a blind man trying to dodge bullets.  I quickly turned the sat nav’s attention to local petrol stations, all of which seemed to be on the opposite side of an impassable road, or taking us way off track. We therefore settled for one in a local town off Highway 1, which the sat nav said was 1.7k away. This is where and how my respect for sat nav’s ended. It either recognised the day we’d had and wanted to inject some false hope into a futile situation or it downright lied to add fuel to the fire. 40 minutes later, with the engine coughing on sand, we were high in the hills surrounding Highway 1, on roads with perilous turns, severe drops and no signage, facing local drivers who were using the roads as a rally track with no regard for lost, angry and defeated tourists. It was the type of road we’d avoid in the daytime, never mind at 7pm at night. We had little option than to keep going, pulses racing, tears forming and hope sinking to new levels.

We eventually made it into a town and were directed round and round one way systems looking for a petrol station that did not seem to exist. At this point the sat nav proudly announced we’d arrived at our destination – it’d sent us to a bus station!  Dejected and patience at an all time low, we asked the locals for help, and were sent bouncing and stuttering into the next village where, to our immense relief we found a petrol station which was open. We were now at least 6 hours behind schedule and had taken a significant de-tour off track to get to the petrol station.

We did eventually reach our destination late that night, but were many hours later than expected and shattered and weakened from the journey. Thankfully, the owner of the accommodation had waited up for us and would honour our late arrival with a cold beer and soft bed.

It’s a day and a journey we can now look back on and laugh at. We can also learn from it, but will hopefully never have to repeat it!

Additional adventures from our time in Costa Rica are available in our Costa Rican travel blog. We also have an online Costa Rican photo gallery.

Flight of the Navigator

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This is a new image, never before shared on the Taraji Blue website.

These wee folks remind me of that old 1980’s movie, ‘Flight of the Navigator.’ They are, in fact, tiny thorn bugs from Costa Rica. Whilst relaxing on the edge of the Tortuguero River one afternoon, I look down from my book to find the floor and my chair legs covered in these wee folks. I immediately grabbed my maco lens and set to work.

The closer I got to these wee bugs the more I fell in love with them. They have an almost comical smile, and the cutest wee, bulging red eyes. They seemed harmless, and were more content munching on the leaves on the riverside than by my proximity to them. A few hours disappeared whilst I had my head in the undergrowth and my bottom pointed to the sky.

Further images of these Thorn Bugs, and of beautiful Costa Rica, are available in the Taraji Blue Costa Rica online photo gallery.

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Welcome to Costa Rica

A Coppery-Headed Emerald Hummingbird in all its glory, Costa Rica

This week, on Taraji Blue, we will be focussing on Costa Rica – sharing some of our favourite memories, photos and experiences. I wanted to kick start the wee with this wee fellow. We spent many a happy hour in Costa Rica admiring and photographing the hummingbirds. We have recently re-launched this gallery after re-processing our images with new software so we welcome your feedback and comments on these photos.

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This land is Lawrence’s (of Arabia)

People disappear amongst the sandstone blocks of Wadi Rum, Jordan.

Standing on top of a rock arch, Alistair captured this vista of Wadi Rum – the land of Lawrence of Arabia. I don’t need to describe it’s beauty – you can see it here. Vast carpets of red sand support what little life there is in the desert – scrub bushes. Towers of red sandstone cast welcomed shadows across the desert floor, offering occasional relief from the extreme desert sun. Captured here, a lone person wanders the desert, offering some perspective as to the size and enormity of Wadi Rum.

This is the final post in this week’s celebration of Jordan. We hope you’ve enjoyed this brief glimpse into this wonderful country.

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The ancient pillars of Jerash

The Temple of Artemis in Jerash, Jordan, a major archaeological site

These are the ancient pillars of Jerash, reaching out towards the pristine blue skies of Jordan. The ancient site is now the second most popular tourist attraction in Jordan (after Petra). It’s a welcoming but immense place. As a visitor you are free to roam the pillars, amphitheatres and ancient walkways. Visitors are easily consumed into the vast site, and if you’re prepared to walk to the far side you’re almost guaranteed to have the place to yourself.

Beautiful flowers blossom among the ruins, poppies and fresh grasses carpet the walkways and butterflies flitter in and out of our vision. If you’re visiting Jordan I highly recommend that you make time to explore Jerash.

(For those of you who watch Top Gear – Jerash is where they rallied around the ancient raceway).

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The winding walk and waterways of Wadi Mujib

Wadi Mujib, a huge canyon system in Jordan, traced by rivers and road structures.

This is Wadi Mujib. A beautiful valley that twists and turns – offering drivers, walkers and extreme sports enthusiasts a new vista at every turn. It is a truly wonderful canyon to explore. The many high viewpoints provide not only great views, but also a cool breeze in which to escape the Jordanian heat. It’s quite colourless – there are very few grasses, trees or flowers. The only respite from the dark earth is the glistening waters of the river which runs along the valley floor.

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Exploring the dungeons of Castle Karak, Jordan

A light well is illuminated in the castle of Karak, Jordan.

Whilst travelling through Jordan we stopped off to explore Karak Castle. Positioned high on the hill, the castle not only offers lovely views over the town and valley below, but it is also a great ruin in which to explore. Nooks and crannies offer opportunities for hide and seek, and dark passageways, occasionally illuminated by light, allow the mind to wander and ghostly tales to take hold of your mind. This picture was taken in the castle dungeon – A hole in the roof allowed a shaft of light to illuminate the otherwise gloomy cell.

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Exploring the desert of Wadi Rum

A sole figure disappears amongst the sandstone in Wadi Rum, Jordan

To stand alone and enjoy the silence and vistas of Wadi Rum is a true privilege. We spent one night in the desert ,camping with Bedouins and made the most of the opportunity to explore the surrounding area. Illuminated only by the light from our mobile phone we climbed the rocks immediately surrounding camp, and from there had an unrivalled view across the desert to watch the sun rise and set. Bliss.

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Petra by candlelight

The Treasury in Petra, Jordan, is lit by candles at night as the stars appear overhead.

Continuing our focus on Jordan this week, I wanted to share with you this image of The Treasury at night. We’d timed our trip to ensure that we could attend the moonlit walk through the Siq to the Treasury, and what an experience it was. The entire path was lit with thousands of candles which cast dancing shadows across the landscape and illuminated intense patches of pink rock. Everyone was silent – talking was discouraged.

Awed by the spectacle, Alistair and I soon fell to the back of the group and the guides walked right past us. Allowing the group to progress without us, we became alone. Walking hand in hand in the candlelight it was one of the most romantic experiences on earth.

The entire walk took us about an hour – we stopped frequently to take pictures, marvel at the rock houses and stare at the beautiful moon. When we turned the last corner of the Siq we stopped to catch our breath – in front of us was the Treasury, illuminated by hundreds of candles. We took a seat on the warm floor and listened to local folklore and songs. After half an hour it was time to return – but Ali and I decided to stay behind, we wanted the Treasury to ourselves. Amazingly everyone left very quickly and we were soon alone again, daunted by the incredibly Treasury once more. We walked slowly among the candles, enjoying the silence and the spectacle. This image (above) is engraved into my memory from that evening.

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