First time there was in '83. So many wild memories and stories. We actually got taken to Ollies Point in a speedboat by a local Big $$ individual. We also stayed in the shitbag building that sits right on Boca Barranca, and it was at the time about $3 US a night. The only toilet was a hole in the concrete floor. We surfed the Pacific and Caribbean, and caught the river mouth in Tamarindo what must have been all-time, because I never saw it break that size/quality again in any of my trips there. I surfed Salsa pre and post Earthquake. We also just missed Tom Curren, who was there visiting his dad, and who the locals called in spanish something that resembled "huge spray". The locals loved to nickname people, and came up with a couple good ones for our group. One guy was Tarzana, due to being built like the Rock, and another was "KaKa', because he made the mistake of eating meat from a roadside stand, and well, you can figure out the rest.