Day 116 – La Fortuna, CR to Cartago, CR

Day 116 – La Fortuna, CR to Cartago, CR 12/15/10 Mileage: 103

I spent almost 4 hours at a little cafe this morning updating the blog and looking for information on getting my rear shock spring replaced in Panama city. The bike is running great and I have no complaints or problems save for one….the stock rear shock spring. It is really soft, and even though I am traveling reasonably light and have it adjusted to its stiffest setting, it is sagging so much that the bike will barely stay on the side stand on level ground with bags on. To park the bike on the side stand now, I have to look for uneven ground and lean it to the downhill side. Once I get on the bike, I would say at least half or more of the suspension travel is gone and the ride is terrible on rough roads. So hopefully I can find a shop that can replace the coil spring on the rear shock, or else I might have to replace the shock all together which is big $$$. So after all that internet surfing, I didn’t get on the road until 1 in the afternoon.

The view of Volcan Arenal from La Fortuna….looks dangerously close to me!

A Wave Sport “Kinetic” whitewater kayak….I used to own one of those! (Remeber these John D!)

 The road south from La Fortuna towards San Jose is full of twists, turns, ups and down….in other words, fun!

Traffic in San Jose

Because of the late start, I wasn’t going to make it very far, and nightfall and rain both caught me just south of San Jose.

Are we having fun yet!?

I ended up in a no-tell-motel again, but this one did not have a stripper pole unlike that one back in Mexico.

However, it did come with 2 free beers!

I guess if you’re staying in this kind of place, you want to keep the good times rolling before either of you sober’s up enough to see how truly unattractive the other one is. Anyway, like last time it was quite clean and a bargain at $20. The “regular” hotel just down the road wanted $68! Did I mention it also had a garage?

It’s the no-brainer of motorcycle travel no-braniers. It was still pissing rain and I didn’t want to go back to town several miles for dinner, so I dug out my “emergency” tuna pack which has been riding around in my bag since San Diego. I washed it down with one beer and a granola bar with the other. Good enough.

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