The last day - jungle trip
Trip Start
Feb 06, 2007
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Trip End
Jan 14, 2008
Wednesday, April 25th 2007
Up early for a long walk in the jungle, which is genuine primary jungle, far from any house, unlogged, unspoilt, beautiful. Alain had a meal of delicious fish ready for breakfast, which we shared with the mossies. Mossies in coffee may well provide protein, but we would prefer to do without them, thanks. We then asked for another canoe trip and retraced last night's journey to the place we had stopped. This was another campsite and a good spot for starting a different walk in a drier area. During the walk of a few hours we were amazed at Israel's ability to navigate through trees that look all alike to us. When the sun was out he could use the sun, but often it was overcast. He said he used markers sometimes, and he cut a few shrubs with his machete, but it would not have helped us in the slightest. We would have got lost in 5 minutes. An explanation of the shotgun was that there might be huge snakes or a jaguar that would have to be frightened away. Some time ago 2 women had been eaten by jaguars in a nearby village, and one of his previous jungle clients, a guy from Japan, had had his mossie net clawed by a jaguar (with the guy inside it). Yeah, sure.
We arrived back at camp at about 4.30pm and our guides prepared dinner, fish left over from breakfast with rice, veggies and lots of spice. Delicious, except for the mouthfuls of tiny bones. After tea we put up our own mossie net so we could read for a while (together) without feeling as if we were at the Blood Bank. Then it was to bed early to get ready for the journey back to the ferry and on to Iquitos.
Up early for a long walk in the jungle, which is genuine primary jungle, far from any house, unlogged, unspoilt, beautiful. Alain had a meal of delicious fish ready for breakfast, which we shared with the mossies. Mossies in coffee may well provide protein, but we would prefer to do without them, thanks. We then asked for another canoe trip and retraced last night's journey to the place we had stopped. This was another campsite and a good spot for starting a different walk in a drier area. During the walk of a few hours we were amazed at Israel's ability to navigate through trees that look all alike to us. When the sun was out he could use the sun, but often it was overcast. He said he used markers sometimes, and he cut a few shrubs with his machete, but it would not have helped us in the slightest. We would have got lost in 5 minutes. An explanation of the shotgun was that there might be huge snakes or a jaguar that would have to be frightened away. Some time ago 2 women had been eaten by jaguars in a nearby village, and one of his previous jungle clients, a guy from Japan, had had his mossie net clawed by a jaguar (with the guy inside it). Yeah, sure.
We arrived back at camp at about 4.30pm and our guides prepared dinner, fish left over from breakfast with rice, veggies and lots of spice. Delicious, except for the mouthfuls of tiny bones. After tea we put up our own mossie net so we could read for a while (together) without feeling as if we were at the Blood Bank. Then it was to bed early to get ready for the journey back to the ferry and on to Iquitos.


