Woolly monkey
We saw these same three woolly monkeys every time we went out. The tree they were in was fruiting and so they weren't going to go anywhere till they ran out of food
Young boys fishing in their dugouts
A down eucalyptus tree. You could smell the eucalyptus smell from the tree in the water as we passed
The Intrepid nature photographer
Edgar our guide, naturalist, photographer, translator, sociologist, and biologist
It wouldn't be a rainforest if it didn't rain. We put our ponchos on and as Edgar says nothing will make the rain stop quicker than putting on a poncho.
The trees were Majestic on both sides of the river
The squirrel monkeys were so very fast it was difficult to ever get a picture.
They were tiny smaller than a house cat. And fast as I said earlier. We estimated 50 to 60 of them were on the port side of the boat. And as we turned around there was another 20 on the other side of the river.
The camera would have different exposures depending on the lighting. This angle shows off the large beak and the red head and the white eye spot of this white ear jacamar
The same bird as above here highlightes the darker parts of the bird and his giant beak
These were the endangered scarlet macaws. They had just got done mating and we're now taking a breather.
The tail feathers must be 3 ft long.
For modesty sake the copulating birds are behind a couple of leaves. Much like the Fig Leaf of medieval Artistry these branches and leaves camouflage the action
This is a tiger heron eating a giant fish. I have pictures later of another tiger Heron and the stripes on the bird are reminiscent of a tiger
Here you can see that the bird is not much bigger than the fish. We stayed there for several minutes until he became subconscious and flew away with his giant fish
Leslie was aghast that someone else was dressed nicer than her on the river. She knew she should have worn her fancy dress on this boat trip.
The young boy is ready to throw that spear at a moment's notice
A not so spectacular Resort along the river
We were heading back due to the fading light. We were going at a fairly good Pace in the boat yet Edgar was able to spot the sloth high up in a tree.
Here is the sloth taking a big bite
Edgar saw this and either of way up in a tree a couple layers back from The River's Edge. He was rooting around and bromeliad for a very long time. All the bromeliad leaves would come falling to the ground yet we could not see what he was doing. Finally he came out stretched out and I was able to take this picture.
Edgar told us that this Hawk is not a very good Hunter, so he ends up Scavenging more than he does hunting.
The black colored Hawk was one of perhaps five different species of hawks that we saw
If you look close then hanging items in this tree are not fruit. They are actually nests of a type of weaver bird that makes its nest hanging off the branches to protect its young.
In the Jungle the sunsets quickly. The tall trees block the Rays and it gets dark.
A passing Heron. The heron never seems to figure out where to go and it always goes away from the boat and then we catch up to it and then it goes down stream and we catch up to it and that continues on and on
The reflection of the trees in the river and the sunset is very beautiful
As we neared The Treehouse Lodge we could see our friend the moon peeking out from between the trees. It was full and spectacular
Back to the lodge and time for dinner
