The outlook from our tent
locals preferred tool for hunting. The pipe which was about a metre long needed a fair amount of puff and a keen eye to hit a target, but I managed a 50% success rate hitting a piece of fruit hanging from a tree. We travelled to another cabana and after dinner the tribe entertained us with traditional music and dancing. The tribes Shaman (spiritual leader and healer) carried out a cleansing ceremony on each of us, which entailed him drinking a strong alcoholic substance made from fruit and leaves and spraying this liquid over our heads whilst flapping 3 large leaves to remove any bad ‘spirits’ from our body. A truly unique experience and one that will stay with me for the rest of my life. The next morning we packed our
rucksacks and walked down to a cable crossing post which would allow us to cross the mighty Amazon river. Once every - thing was across we boarded small carved out wooden canoes, our transport down the Amazon to the next village camp. Here we were able to swim in the turbulent waters of the river under the watchful eye of our local guides.
Our campsite for the night was a small area of open ground right in the heart of the rainforest and as darkness fell we set off on a night trek to view some of the more unusual wildlife, including frogs, insects and bats. Even in the night we could hear many different bird calls, but sadly we could not see any of them! The evening finished with another Shaman playing a handcrafted guitar accompanied by
A view from the canoe 08 24 BIRD SCENE
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