Thursday, September 20, 2012

What is that!?

I was in the jungle the other day and saw this animal coming towards me.  I did not scream as it was not charging me, but simply walking around looking for food.  The person who was with me laughed and said that it was a "chiguiro".  It looked like a wild boar, but he again laughed and said on no it is like a rabbit.  Now just imagine that a cross between a boar and a rabbit, but as I began to feed it out of own hand, I realized that it's teeth were very much like those of a rabbit.  They, more came up to be fed, were very docile and their coats were thick and course.  Their feet were webbed and they ate the plantains we offered with no hurry, just as was their pace in all that they did.  I did notice that they had a pig like tendency when they ate.  Their slobber was covering their faces and they had no can to clean it off.  The plantain that now covered their face was just leftovers for later. 

In the rest of my journey into the jungle on this day we encouraged monkeys in the wild.  I have been to monkey island several times now, but this was different.  The monkeys were simply happy to sit in the tree and watch us.  The were curious about us, but not enough not make an entrance.  They were happy just hanging out and watching.  There were several different varieties of monkeys that I saw.  There were tiny ones and large ones and spider monkeys.  It was great fun to just watch the trees and look for them.

Finally, I also saw a couple of scarlet macaws.  They were both beautiful and curious about us.  I took a lot of pictures of them and then I guess one of them got tired of me and decided he had enough, so he charged at me.  I almost peed my pants.  I just know he could break my finger in half had he wanted to. 

Oh well that is enough for today.  I will share more later,  Make sure you check out the new pictures
in the blog, you might even see a chigurio. 

Sunday, September 16, 2012

A three hour tour...

Hello, it is Ginger here...

If you don't get that joke, you are way too young.  Ask your parents to explain it to you.  This past Monday I went with Arles and Manuel to visit Marasha.  It is the site of our camp for the teenagers this October.  BTW, it looks awesome and I covet your prayers for the camp.  I know that God has incredible things planned for these teens and I want all of us to cover the camp, the staff, the teens, and the team coming from Concord with much prayer.

Anyway, back to the song...ugh well I mean the story.  David, with Amazon Expeditions, graciously agreed to take us to Marasha on Monday.  He has a small aluminum boat that was perfect for the 4 of us.  The only problem was that the river was not agreeable on this trip.  When we were dropped off at the port we had to walk about a mile down river on the river bed in order to get to the water and David's boat.  The river is down a lot as this is the dry season.  Finally we get the boat and we were off.  We were flying along on the river well on our way to Marasha when all of a sudden I was in Manuel and Arles' laps on my knees.  It felt very much like we had hit a brick wall and I had been thrown from the back to the front.

Well, come to find out propellers do not do well when submerged in sand.  We had come across a sandbar without knowing it.  David quickly jumped out of the boat and we were in water that was just over ankle deep.  OH NO!  Stuck on the Amazon.  Well David worked hard to get us free and we finally were on our way again.

We continued on our way and just before we got to where we were going, we realized that it was impossible to get there the way we were going because the river was so low it had created a huge island that ran from side to side and we were not able to pass by at all.  Yeah!!!!!!!

We turned back around and carefully retraced out "steps" because we didn't want to get stuck again.  The island that we had been traveling beside ran the length of our journey on this day so we had to go back to the beginning and go around it.  Finally we made our turn and arrived at the boat dock for Marasha about 3 hours later than planned.   That's life in the Amazon!