The low tide had left Playa de Coyote drained and covered with crabs, quickly scurrying across the sand to avoid our car as Nick drove us towards the southern headland. We could see waves breaking nearly a quarter-mile out to sea, near the cliff. Unfortunately, the waves didn't look too enticing, particularly with such a long paddle to an unknown break. Costa Rica is full of little nooks and crannies where one can find stellar waves a few days a year. We decided to continue up the coast to check the surf elsewhere.