Be Boundless.
This is not a riding group. It’s not a bike shop. It’s not a “tour operator.”
It’s a collective. Built for people who want to ride — and haven’t found the right people to ride with yet.
Costa Rica is the terrain. The road is the point. You are welcome here.
The Briefing
Two ways to ride with us. Neither one is easy. Both are worth it.
For locals — The Weekly Roll-out Every week, a new route. A start time. A group that moves.
No rankings. No race. Just the road and the people willing to get up early enough to be on it.
For international riders — The Expedition Costa Rica is not a postcard. It’s a volcanic highland, a cloud forest, a coastal crossing with no name on any map.
We design expeditions that are uncomfortable in exactly the right ways — and taken care of in all the ways that matter. You’ll come for the riding. You’ll stay for the people you meet along the way. You’ll leave with something harder to name.
This is what it means to Be Boundless.
The HQ. Our base in San José.
The home of Berria in Costa Rica. A proper space — part showroom, part workshop, part meeting point. Come in and see what the right machine feels like. Ask questions. Take your time. Every bike here has been chosen with care. Whatever you ride, you're welcome here.
The Archive
We document the ride the way it actually happens.
The climb that broke the group. The descent nobody warned you about. The lunch stop that turned into the best part of the day.
Film. Photography. Field notes. Real, unfiltered, and strictly Boundless.
Field Note 002: The Salt and the Spine
Exploring the Hidden Heart of the Gulf of Nicoya The alarm hums at 3:15 AM. In the pre-dawn stillness of San José, 33 riders are already loading machines. This isn’t just another Sunday club ride; it’s a deployment to the edge of the map. Our destination is Isla Chira, a
FIELD NOTE 001 HQ → Piedras Negras → HQ. 50km. Thursday.
The store was closed. The sign was up. Three of us showed up. It wasn’t planned. It was necessary. Two months behind a desk, behind a remodel, behind a launch — and one Wednesday I’d had enough. Posted a story. Went to bed. Woke up to two confirmations. André had
They rode with us. Here's what they said.
