ATVs and SUVs are a volatile cocktail
Again we wake to wind this morning. Although Tyler is back in town, he's readying all of his new supplies for the arrival of Surf Diva on Saturday night. Lise advises Tyler that the wind has not been much of an ally, and they decide to call off the lesson again this morning. I don't think it's that windy, but all of the paddling from the outside has been making me sore, and my ribs are tender from pounding against the board, so I don't second guess the call. Irena and Rustry seem a bit more curious.
At that point, I head down to the beach again. Rusty goes out on his rented ATV to look at some real estate and Irena hangs at the hotel. About two hours later I return to the Casa Tucan. I see long faces on many of the Casa Tucan staff. Then Marvin walks up to me and explains that Pio had been riding his ATV and been hit by and SUV. To add to the irony, I learn that one of Pio's friends was drving the SUV.
Coincidentally, when the accident happened around 9:00 AM, Rusty was on his way back from looking at real estate. He happened on the scene just a few minutes aftrer it happened. After surveying the scene and making sure no one moved Pio form his position on the ground, Rusty headed back to the casa Tucan to get Irena. After all, Irena was an MD and practicing anesthesiologist, so she could help if needed. By the time Rusty and Irena got back to the scene, emergency personnel were already on the scene. Irenea would later say how impressed she was with the medical personnel, especially considering how remote Nosara is.
After stablizing Pio, who had his leg smashed between his ATV and the SUV, as well as having slammed his head into the SUVs windshield, Pio was taken the Nosara airport for emergency transport to San Jose. Tyler decided to accompany Pio to San Jose, as Pio hod only been there a couple of times and the big city was not his element.
When we met for our 3:00 lesson, we all learned that Pio was lucky to be alive, but could quite possibly lose his leg. He'd lost a lot of blood, and his leg had been splintered in several places. Tyler would call back later with more news.
With that, we headed down to the beach. Lise was now handling all three of us (Irena, Rusty and me). Obvioulsy, Pio was not available for Rusty on this day. We again head to the outside. Irena is still doing well, and Rusty is on fire. I catch a couple of waves witch I consider to be quite satisfying given my early stage of development. But today is Rusty's day. He's found the "Happy Zone," he declares. What got him there may have been pure accident, but Rusty has the feeling and can do no wrong. At dinner, Rusty was much like Irena was yesterday, beaming and truly infected with the sickness of surfing.
At that point, I head down to the beach again. Rusty goes out on his rented ATV to look at some real estate and Irena hangs at the hotel. About two hours later I return to the Casa Tucan. I see long faces on many of the Casa Tucan staff. Then Marvin walks up to me and explains that Pio had been riding his ATV and been hit by and SUV. To add to the irony, I learn that one of Pio's friends was drving the SUV.
Coincidentally, when the accident happened around 9:00 AM, Rusty was on his way back from looking at real estate. He happened on the scene just a few minutes aftrer it happened. After surveying the scene and making sure no one moved Pio form his position on the ground, Rusty headed back to the casa Tucan to get Irena. After all, Irena was an MD and practicing anesthesiologist, so she could help if needed. By the time Rusty and Irena got back to the scene, emergency personnel were already on the scene. Irenea would later say how impressed she was with the medical personnel, especially considering how remote Nosara is.
After stablizing Pio, who had his leg smashed between his ATV and the SUV, as well as having slammed his head into the SUVs windshield, Pio was taken the Nosara airport for emergency transport to San Jose. Tyler decided to accompany Pio to San Jose, as Pio hod only been there a couple of times and the big city was not his element.
When we met for our 3:00 lesson, we all learned that Pio was lucky to be alive, but could quite possibly lose his leg. He'd lost a lot of blood, and his leg had been splintered in several places. Tyler would call back later with more news.
With that, we headed down to the beach. Lise was now handling all three of us (Irena, Rusty and me). Obvioulsy, Pio was not available for Rusty on this day. We again head to the outside. Irena is still doing well, and Rusty is on fire. I catch a couple of waves witch I consider to be quite satisfying given my early stage of development. But today is Rusty's day. He's found the "Happy Zone," he declares. What got him there may have been pure accident, but Rusty has the feeling and can do no wrong. At dinner, Rusty was much like Irena was yesterday, beaming and truly infected with the sickness of surfing.
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