Costa Cetacea

All Hail The Chief. Costa Rica's Orcas roam both coasts, Caribbean and Pacific. On the Pacific they travel right along the coast of the Osa Peninsula from Corcovado to Drake Bay, making Costa Rica's Orcas one of the very few tribes in the world left that are coastal. Costa Rica´s Orcas need help along their whale trail. Their old hunting trial is now full of nets and lines.

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The following is an excerpt from the book True Costa Rican Wild Animal Stories by Shawn Larkin, published by Costa Cetacea in 2007.


When the enormous Orca, bigger than our boat, fined over she first placed her femaleness right in front of my face and the camera. This surprised me. She passed the rest of her white underside by me next, from her belly button to her chin.

She stopped with her giant head upside down right in front of me and the camera, close enough to touch. She showed her entire bright white underside to me the whole time. She stayed near looking at me. My heart was pounding way hard, booming in my head like rhythmic thunder. Someone in the boat screamed,

“Its gonna bite you, get out!”

“Get out!” Others echoed.

I looked at the biggest monster I had ever seen, her looking keenly at me, and she was beautiful, so I stayed in the water. My heartbeat was about to grow even louder, so loud I’m sure the orca must have heard it like you hear a drum beat at a concert.

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