Trip Start Dec 25, 2012
50Trip End Aug 02, 2013
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After a four hour very bumpy ride in the back of a jeep we all pile onto a boat and head down the amazon river to our camp site where we were going to be based for the next two nights.. With capiburra's munching on worms from the mud, paradise birds birds sexing in the trees, (Solomon could not get enough), caymans basking in the sun, monkeys jumping on our heads and pink dolphins peaking out of the water we were delighted every direction we looked..
With the first day allowing us to enjoy pretty well all the inhabitants of the pampas the fun was to continue on day two when we are armed with gumboots and a stick.. Time to go hunting for anaconda!! (The gumboots, we were informed, were to stop us from freak outs if we happened to feel any slithering over our feet) we walked around in the ankle deep water for 30mins before one of our group was lucky enough to catch the glisten of the snakes skin in the light of the sun.. It wasn't a big one but luck was on our side as other groups saw none..
After lunch we head out once again to have a swim with the gorgeous pink dolphins.. They playfully followed the boat until we reached a spot 'safe enough to swim'.. When deciding to swim in a river where the banks are lined with many cayman and alligators I'm not really sure whether there really is a spot to 'safely swim'.. Never the less we all slid into the water to play with the beautiful pink beasts.. It was a great time but when you can't see your own hand in the river and you can feel something swimming around your feet, pink dolphin or not I didn't stay in the water for long.. Anyway, I thought they were much prettier to watch from the boat..
We admired them sunbathing on the banks during the day, now the sun was down it was time to spy on the reptiles during the night.. There beady red eyes reflected the lights of our head torches and with to many to count we were very glad we were not swimming in the water now!! Floating quietly down the river our naughty guide was quick enough to swipe one of the baby cayman from the water for us all to have a closer look.. (Sadly only 3 out of every 100 make it adulthood)
Our last morning we filled with fishing for piranhas.. With a small bit of meat thread onto the hook we tossed our lines into the water before flicking it back onto the boat hoping for a fish on the end.. I was a little worried standing next to Phoebe, her line coming ever so close to hooking my face on more then one occasion.. We were lucky enough to have a generous catch of nine which we munched on for lunch before heading back down the river to Rurrenbaque..
P.S. I officially hate the paving in most of Central and South America.. Solomon and Phoebe are now calling me stub due to it being the 5th or so time this trip that I managed to stub my big toe each time ripping at layers of skin.. Today I bleed like I had sliced an artery even Solomon was going to point and laugh but the amount of blood spurting out of my toe deterred him from doing so, deciding instead to go find me some first aid (toilet paper and water)