You’ll hike through lush Marino Ballena to board your boat for Cano Island snorkeling—expect turtles, rays, colorful fish and maybe dolphins on the way. After two guided snorkel sessions with all gear provided, enjoy a Costa Rican lunch at San Josecito Beach before relaxing or swimming on the sand. You’ll return along scenic Costa Ballena as sunlight fades—a day full of saltwater memories.
The tour lasts most of the day including transit; expect around 7-8 hours total from check-in to return.
Yes, a typical Costa Rican lunch (often chicken and rice with fresh fruit) is included at San Josecito Beach or another local beach.
No, all snorkeling equipment and safety gear are provided as part of the tour.
You check in at the operator’s property near Marino Ballena main entrance; free parking is available onsite.
Yes, all guests must be 6 years or older with valid ID or passport.
Yes, but you must contact the office 48 hours ahead; extra fees may apply for special requests.
You might spot turtles, manta rays, stingrays, barracudas, dolphins (bottlenose or spotted), white-tip reef sharks, moray eels and many colorful fish.
No, it’s not recommended for pregnant travelers due to boat travel and snorkeling activity.
Your day includes free onsite parking by the main office for easy check-in before walking into Marino Ballena park. All snorkel equipment and safety gear are provided along with bottled water throughout the trip. A licensed guide leads you from Bahia Ballena past Punta Uvita to Cano Island for two guided snorkeling sessions among vibrant marine life. Lunch is included—usually chicken and rice plus fresh fruit—served on San Josecito Beach before returning along Costa Ballena’s scenic coast in late afternoon.
I almost missed the boat—literally. I’d left my sunscreen in the car and had to jog back past the main office, waving awkwardly at the guy checking parking passes. By the time I caught up, our guide Esteban was already gathering everyone for the short walk through Marino Ballena’s tangled green. The air smelled sort of sweet and salty, like wet leaves and ocean. It was only fifteen minutes but I was already sweating—Costa Rica doesn’t really do “mild” mornings.
The boat ride out to Cano Island took longer than I expected (maybe an hour and a half?), but honestly it went fast. Esteban kept pointing out things I would’ve missed: a pod of dolphins slicing through the water near Punta Uvita, a couple of brown pelicans that looked like they’d seen everything before. He told us about how Cano Island is actually a protected marine reserve—no fishing allowed, so you get these crazy schools of fish just hanging around. When we finally anchored, I felt that weird mix of nerves and excitement you get before jumping into water you can’t see the bottom of.
The first snorkel session was almost too much to take in—there were flashes of yellow and blue everywhere, and at one point a turtle just drifted by like it owned the place (it probably does). The water tasted a little metallic if you got some in your mouth, which I did more than once because my mask kept fogging up. Esteban laughed when he saw me fiddling with it; he showed me this trick where you spit inside the mask first (gross but it actually works). Second round in, we spotted a white-tip reef shark gliding under us. Not gonna lie—I froze for a second. But everyone else seemed chill about it so I tried to be too.
Lunch happened back on shore at San Josecito Beach—a plate of chicken and rice with slices of pineapple that tasted like sunshine. There were local families picnicking nearby; one kid tried to teach me how to skip rocks but mine just plopped straight down every time. After eating we had maybe an hour to just sit or swim or do nothing at all. The sand stuck everywhere but somehow that felt right after swimming with rays and barracudas all morning.
On the way back along Costa Ballena, Esteban pointed out birds whose names I immediately forgot (sorry Esteban). The light over Bahia Drake was soft in that way that makes you want to stop talking for a while. Even now, weeks later, I still think about those quiet minutes drifting back toward shore—how salty my skin felt, how tired and happy everyone looked.

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