Sunday, May 29, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
The long trip back
The last 2 days of our trip were spent back-tracking... but instead of running with the strong curent of the Alto Madre de Dios River we were oposing it and the drive up the Andes was much longer and not nearly as exciting as the trip down. Saturday we made it back to Erika Lodge by boat and although our guides threatened that we would have to get out and push the boat, the river level was just high enough to slip past the shallows by redistributing some body weight. Our only stop during the 7 hour trip was a relaxing soak in a creek partially fed by hot spring of scalding water, although not hot enough to cook and egg (we tried). No night walks or ziplinning this time from the lodge but alot of card playing, another futbal match, and some boarding down the rapids for the younger lads. 
After dinner our guides and hosts treated us to dos jarros de sangria - a very nice end to a great trip.... no jaguar sightings or sloths (two hopefulls among the group) but we couldn't have traveled with a better group of folks and the weather was perfect. The only rain came on our last evening, preceeded by a double rainbow over the river, and stayed with us until the high pass above Paucartambo. We never really needed the ponchos we purchased in Cusco for the trip, so we donated those to folks at the lodge along with our bug repellent, knowing that Cusco would be dry as a bone until we leave and hoping that we had seen the last of mosquitos for a while.
After dinner our guides and hosts treated us to dos jarros de sangria - a very nice end to a great trip.... no jaguar sightings or sloths (two hopefulls among the group) but we couldn't have traveled with a better group of folks and the weather was perfect. The only rain came on our last evening, preceeded by a double rainbow over the river, and stayed with us until the high pass above Paucartambo. We never really needed the ponchos we purchased in Cusco for the trip, so we donated those to folks at the lodge along with our bug repellent, knowing that Cusco would be dry as a bone until we leave and hoping that we had seen the last of mosquitos for a while.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Eating watermelon in the river.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Otters, Monkeys & Futbol
After a brief rest, those that were interested left on a 2 hour walk. The girls and I stayed back, Meghan and Helen we're not feeling 100% at the time and we had the option of going with the boat to the Matsiguenka Lodge and only riding 15 mins. The Matsiguenka are an indiginous tribe in this area of the jungle. They run a lodge for the 2-3 tour groups who do not have their own campsites (like our company). The women of the tribe make small cloth-like bags from tree bark (and some cloth bags made from cotton - although where they get the cotton is a mystery to me) and jewelry using seeds and shells found in the jungle with some store-bought beads.
After lunch and some down time, we took the boat across the river in search of wooley monkeys. We took a 2 hour hike that took us past some enormous trees, the Capoc being the largest tree in the jungle. Not only did we see wooley monkeys, but we watched in complete fascination while at least 15 red squirrel monkeys played "Follow The Leader" jumping from tree to tree and limb to limb. Hilarious! I got a short video on Helen's camera, the monkeys are the little blobs you see jumping from limb to limb (it was much more exciting watching with my eyes, I do admit.
Back to the campsite for a late dinner. In the early dark (it gets dark before 6), we seem to go to bed fairly early but I think we are also good and tired from our early mornings and busy days. Sleeping under the mosquito net is getting less novel, but I am so grateful I am not covered in bites like Meghan is. She was in some serious pain this evening and will have an uneasy time sleeping in her current state. Hopefully we won't get many more bites in the next couple days.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Lobos del Rio
In the station they had all sorts of exhibits about what animals live in the national park. I was really excited to see the "Lobo del Rio" (giant river otter) which is one of the main symbols of the national park along with the Harpie Eagle. We got to our campsite which were little cabins. There was a trail leading out of camp that I wanted to check out but the guides said we couldn't go without one of them.
Later we finally did go down there to the lake. There were two platforms and on the first one there was a really wierd bug. It had transparent wings
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monkeys playing tag
We stopped in Boca Manu (a little town 5 minutes away from the next lodge) to buy drinks after the boat ride. In the little abarrotes shop (that sells grains, fruits, vegetables, and candy) on the way into town we saw baby chickens, baby ducks and a pig. Helen and I had a fun time catching the chicks and naming them. Fuzzball was my favorite, the Crooked Wing, Big Chick and Ugly. He really was ugly.

Monday, May 9, 2011
Getting Soaked
Today we woke up at 6:00 at San Pedro Lodge and took a walk down the hill. There we saw Cock of the Rock the national bird of Peru. It had a red head with a black and gray body. After we walked for about a hour the bus came and picked us up and we rode for another hour. When we turned up at a little town, Jose (our guide) told us that we were going to raft here. We followed him inside the gates and we saw a
parrot that could talk. When Meghan said "Hola" to the parrot it squawked back "Hola!". We found our raft guide and he told us that there were bathrooms so we could change into our bathing suits. Afterwards we listened to the guide about how to raft. Then we split into two groups (our family was with two british people called Jack and Charlie. We were in the boat with Angel (our raft guide) and the other group was with another guide that only spoke spanish. It was really fun except Meghan and I didn't get to paddle but otherwise watching everybody paddle was really fun. One time we pulled up next to a water fall and Meghan and I moved to the front so we could get soaked.
When the rafting was finished we pulled up at a town called Atalaya Port. Meghan met a girl called Mikaela who was freinds with Meghan. In Atalya port we got out of the raft and got into a big motorized canoe that we took too Erika Lodge. When we got to the lodge José told us to put our stuff in our room and change our clothes and come back. When we got back he selected 6 people to go zip lining today and the other
group would go tomorrow. We were in the group to go today with a couple called Max and Tash. We got ready and then played cards while we waited for our zip linning guide. When we were ready we got rubber boots and backpacks that weighed 15 kg and we started hiking up the hill. At the first platform our guide explained how to zip line. There were two handlebars that he said we had to push up to go and pull down to stop. Daddy went first, then Meghan, then me. It felt so good to be zip linning again but this time was better because I got to go by myself. On the first one, I stopped to quick and had to be rescued but on the others I did fine.
When we got to the last platform our guide tied a rope onto a tree and we all slid down. It was very fun. We walked back to the lodge, ate dinner and went to bed. I love the jungle, the mighty jungle!
When the rafting was finished we pulled up at a town called Atalaya Port. Meghan met a girl called Mikaela who was freinds with Meghan. In Atalya port we got out of the raft and got into a big motorized canoe that we took too Erika Lodge. When we got to the lodge José told us to put our stuff in our room and change our clothes and come back. When we got back he selected 6 people to go zip lining today and the other
When we got to the last platform our guide tied a rope onto a tree and we all slid down. It was very fun. We walked back to the lodge, ate dinner and went to bed. I love the jungle, the mighty jungle!
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Manu National Park
The highland road is bumpy and I feel sorry for the many shepherds we disturb as we disrupt any sense of order to their marching herd of llamas, sheep, cattle - honking and kicking up dust clouds as we round each bend. As we continue down the road narrows and the dusty ruts and pot holes are now full of water. It is evident from the many landslides above and below us, that it is common for this road to colapse and slide down the mountain and we are often times less than a foot from the edge of loose embankments holding us to the side of the mountains. There are no culvert systems to drain the many streams making their way to the river below and several times our guide gives the order to exit and walk while the van forges alone. Our adventure tour is already exciting and we have just begun.
After a long day in the van we reach the very rustic San Pedro Lodge at 5,000 ft in the cloud forest still under blue skies - rare for this time of year as our guide mentions. It is nice to have full lungs after living 3 and a half months above 12,000 ft. Dinner as will always be is served at 7 and the generator only runs from 6-9 so it is an early evening after some spectacular gazing of the Milky Way, Southern Cross and a shooting star.
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