The boatman gunned the engine and we slid over the shallow
water feeling the bottom scrape on the mud but the most important thing was we
did not get stuck. Once in the Amazon
or to be more specific a smaller
channel we easily saw 2 grey dolphins that were making there way upstream and
were not hanging around 2 jumps and they were out of sight as we were going in
the opposite direction.
As we rounded the corner of the island into the main channel
we found a family or 2 adults and 2 young playing. To us it seemed like they were passing a branch between them but
they were certainly playing with some sort of stick. After a while they must have sensed our presence letting the
stick float on the surface as though it had served its purpose and now it was
time to frustrate the tourists. The ide
they would surface at one point and whilst we were waiting for them to surface
in that area they would surface in an area we were not watching so trying to
get pictures was a challenge but we were not going to be beaten and managed a
few before it was time to return to the lodge.
After lunch we would be going to the local village to see
how they lived. I was reluctant as I
knew we would not see their culture as it should be but corrupted by colonial
influence. I must admit it was
interesting to see how contented they were with their lives but you could see
the western influence. They were kind
and offered us water melon as well as a chance to go to the bar. As one would expect there were local products
on sale but they were not pushy about it.
We also saw the local jail –m not up to western standards
but a most definite deterrent, more so than those in the UK as this was built
on a ant hill and the punishment was to endure these ants for however many
hours the punishment was for. Our guide
had pointed out that it had only been used once in the last 10 years .
No sooner had we returned to the lodge that the rains returned resulting in no night activity.
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