White Water Rafting Costa Rica's Sarapiqui River

White water rafting has always been on my bucket list and I figured I'd try it at some point during our trip around the world.  However, I never checked it off the old list on our big trip, despite being in destinations with large raging rivers like South Africa and Peru.  We were recently in the Arenal region of Costa Rica, and it being the rainy season, the rivers were roaring.  What better time to try rafting?!?!

We chose to go with Desafio Adventure's class 3/4 rapids based on user reviews and they did not disappoint! We boarded a bus with a group of giggly teenagers on a group trip and a four 20-something passengers, which made us us the bus elders. The rain was pouring over La Fortuna, however we drove two hours to the Sarapiqui River, which was a little less wet. It didn't matter though, we were about to get thoroughly soaked! 

At the river, we met up with a another tour bus and the crew started inflating the rafts. We threw on our gear (helmets & life vests), grabbed an oar, divided into groups and went through a safety briefing and quick tutorial with our guide, Jorge.  Thankfully, Chris and I were on the boat with the four 20-somethings - making us a group of six, plus our guide. Later we learned that, had we been on a raft with the lanky teenagers, we would have been rescuing them from the water the entire time! They regularly fell out of the boats because they collectively weighed about a hundred pounds. 

Here is a picture of our tour bus, shortly after we arrived at the river:

[Above] Rafts are inflated, ready to go. [Below] Our raft group! 

First Thrill: Rafting

Little did we know that there would be several thrills on this trip. The first we expected - the rafting itself. Our guide, Jorge, took us through the first rapids beautifully and in no time we were all laughing, screaming and loving the thrill! We got pretty wet at first, but just in case we weren't fully drenched, Jorge poured a helmet full of water on each of us. 

Then we encountered bigger rapids, which initially elicited this kind of response (that's me screaming in the back):

We quickly got over the fear and powered through, paddling per Jorge's instructions. Look how hard Chris is working in the picture below:

At the end of each rapid, we would raise our oars and celebrate our survival by shouting "PURA VIDA", the Costa Rican mantra meaning pure life. 

Second Thrill: Cliff Jumping

At the mid-point of our trip down the river, we stopped to have some fruit and relax.  Chris spotted some people across the river jumping off a cliff into the water.  The funny thing about Chris is that he has a fear of heights (which is ironic since he is 6'5"); he won't bungee jump and it took a ton of convincing to get him to try a canyon swing.  But cliff jumping? He LOVES it.  I joined Chris in his insanity, and swam across the river, against the rapids and over to the path that led to the cliff. First Chris jumped. That blue blur in the left picture below is Chris mid-jump and the person in pink above is me.  I blew up the picture of me so you can see my terrified expression watching my favorite person jump off a 20 foot cliff into rapids.  

After ensuring Chris resurfaced, it was my turn. However, I was hesitant and little scared.  Then a 10 year old kid told me nonchalantly "It's really no big deal, I've done it twice already". I succumbed to the tween's peer pressure, and I ran, jumped, flailed, screamed, hit the water, swam as hard as I could to land and then...laughed. It was scary at first but most of it was insanely fun! 

After our jump, the sun came out and we relaxed, eating especially sweet pineapple and watermelon while taking in this view:

Post cliff jumping:

Third Thrill: Awkwardly Riding in Front

If you haven't noticed from the pictures already, class 3/4 rapids are really fun. I think anything less would be a little boring. After cruising through some decent drops and snaking around rather large rocks, I felt pretty comfortable at the half way point. Jorge decided to change that sentiment when he suggested that I ride on the front of the raft, holding the rope "like a horse". I thought it was a joke, but he was serious. "It will be fun" he said.  So I made my way to the front of the raft, expecting him to withdraw his offer before I sat down. He didn't and so I took my position, figuring we wouldn't go through any major rapids while my legs dangled over the front of the boat. 

Boy was I wrong. We DOVE into a rapid. 

Luckily for everyone else, I broke the wave.  In the picture below, that black and orange thing in front is my shoe. The rest of me was on the floor of the raft, in the laps of total strangers. WICKED AWKWARD! 

I attempted to pull myself back up:

I REALLY tried to pull myself out of this terribly awkward situation! Notice Chris laughing at me in the back.  

Eventually I gave up, accepted my plight and enjoyed the view from up front.  This was when Jorge and Chris yanked me by the vest into my back seat position. Out of awkwardness; back to paddling. 

After we finished the course, we drove about five minutes to a restaurant where we changed and had a tasty lunch. Then we slept on the two hour ride back to La Fortuna. We had a blast and would definitely do it again! If you are a reasonably good swimmer visiting Arenal, try Desafio's class 3/4 rapids and get ready to experience multiple thrills and, of course, pura vida!