I loved everything I have described in Costa Rica so far. But…I have been working up to my absolute favourite, and now’s the time!
For a little bit of history, wanting to scuba dive is probably the longest memory I have. It has been a dream since I was a little kid, and it hasn’t wavered. I actually started lessons in Newfoundland in high school, but broke my collarbone after the first class (I had a bad habit of doing that for a couple of years). Anyhow, other great adventures kept knocking scuba back to the sidelines, until I finally made the leap this year, knowing I would regret not doing it.
(Spoiler – it was everything I thought it would be and more. Freakin’ loved every second of it.)
I did my pool sessions and theory exam with Sault Scuba in the Fall, aiming to do my 4 certifying dives in Costa Rica. A bit of research narrowed my Costa Rica choices to 2, and I’m extremely happy with the one I chose, Summer-Salt Dive Center.
My excitement was contagious, and my Dad opted to join the fun with 2 Discovery Dives. This included a pool session the day before diving, to practice a few skills and get used to the equipment. Summer Salt was very accommodating and let me join the pool session too – I welcomed a quick refresher as I had finished my course back in November.
The next morning we hopped into the boat, Voltareta (Spanish for somersault), and headed out to our first dive site.
Dad and I were able to do these dives together, to a 12m limit. Dad was partnered with our instructor, Carlos, I was buddies with Guillermo, a dive master in training, and another DMT was leading our group. On both of our dives I did a few skills with Carlos when we hit the ocean floor, and the rest of the dive was a fun cruise.
Mom came along and snorkelled, so got a few pics of us at the surface.
I didn’t bring a camera until my 4th dive so didn’t get any pictures on these ones, but we saw a bunch of stingray, many types of fish, and a seahorse!!! Technically the following pics are from later dives, but I think we can all accept the mixed up chronological order…
So many pufferfish (I didn’t see a puffy pufferfish until one of my last dives)!
And here’s where I give kudos to our instructor and brag about my Dad. Carlos was a fantastic instructor – he had a calm and quiet way of inspiring confidence and success while requiring a high level of competence. As a complete newbie, my Dad was very comfortable cruising around 12m under the surface with Carlos.
And my Dad – on one of our dives he swam too close to the DMT in front, and his mask got kicked and half filled with water. Fortunately not fully, because he was still able to see. Carlos guided him through the mask clearing (he had practiced in the pool), and Dad stayed cool, calm and collected even though it took a few tries.
Meanwhile, I was floating around hoping he was ok and watching the first stingray swim by…as he missed it all. Luckily there were a lot more to come!
The next day my parents stayed ashore while I went out for dives 3 and 4, to a max depth of 18m. Dive 3 included some underwater compass work which was really neat (the compasses are like the marine compasses on our kayaks), and the not-at-all fun skill of complete mask removal, replacement, and clearing. There were lots of other DMTs and past DMTs on the boat this day, so there were a bunch of us cruising around together, and Marine took some photos for me on my third dive, which was appreciated!
Dive 4 was a purely fun dive, so I brought my camera on this one. I don’t actually know which pics were on this dive and which were on a future day, but here a few!
Barberfish – notice how they lose colour at depth
A school of some other type of fish:
We saw a spotted eagle ray swooping by on this dive too, but captured only in my memory.
There was nothing I enjoyed more than being on and in the ocean, so I hopped aboard again for a morning of snorkelling before we left town (scuba was off limits because we were heading to altitude). I convinced my Dad to come too (it wasn’t a hard sell).
I thought that was the end of my aquatic adventures for this trip…but no! After a couple of days in Monteverde we decided that we all preferred to come back to the coast for a couple of days before leaving, instead of a few long driving days on potentially (probably) rough (terrifying) roads.
This worked out swimmingly for me, as I was able to fit in one more morning of diving, while leaving a 24 hour window before our flight (I didn’t feel like ending our vacation with a case of the bends).
On the boat this last morning was myself, a woman from Quebec taking a course, and another French couple taking a course. So we ended up talking a lot of French that day, which was fun. Because everyone else was taking a course, it also meant that I had a dive master, Nicolay, as a private guide.
On our first dive we checked out a shipwreck (an old fishing boat).
And saw lots of other cool things too, including this octopus. Can you find it?
We saw lots of jewel morays, and one Panamic Green Moray:
And a #scubaselfie
I was feeling pretty comfortable with everything, so asked Nikolay for some advice on better air consumption (it’s normal to use a lot more when you’re new…but I wanted to do better). With his tips I went from a dive of just over 40 minutes on the first dive, to 62 minutes on the second! I was pretty happy about that!
The surface interval on this day was pretty incredible too, because there were tons of devil rays jumping all around us!
A few more pics to represent the last dive…some are actually from this dive, others I have no idea. And apart from the barberfish feeding frenzy I don’t know what the other fish are, so please tell me if you know!
Moral of the story is, if you’ve ever been thinking of scuba diving, do it. And if you’re ever diving in Playa del Coco, dive with Summer Salt Dive Center!