Lost in Guanacaste

Chasing a shortcut to Rincon de la Vieja. This is where the path we had chosen took a turn for the worse. When I say a turn for the worse I mean that the road turned sharply and then dropped directly into a river gorge. No road on the other side of the river, just an cliff and then a river. Actually, to call what we were driving on a "road" is undoubtly some distant stretch of the imagination. In fact, I wouldn't have riden a mountain bike over parts of this rocky boulder ridden path. However it added to the adventure element of the trip and you can't complain about that. I can only surmise that our navigational talents were tainted from the Patron the previous night...