Rob was not looking good again, puffy left eye, nose, face, hands. He reported he had difficulty swallowing, but that was better now (thank goodness!).
|Manu Tented Camp sign|
|Electric cord along the path|
|Steps to dock with solar panel|
|Our boat awaits|
A Cocha is an ox-bow lake created when a twist in the river becomes isolated from the river itself. There are thirteen cochas in Manu. Otorongo means jaguar, but we were going to see otters, we hoped, but it began to rain. Not many animals or birds like to come out in the rain.
We debarked at a muddy beach with dry patches, because it was, after all, the dry season,
|Cracked dry mud|
|Fallen tree on the beach|
We first hiked to one "pier" that was built out over the cocha for about 20 feet. Saw several birds, through binoculars, across the still lake, and a caiman head cruising along.
|View of the cocha from the pier|
|View in the other direction|
We made our way to the tower for our 9:00-11:00 AM time slot.
|View from the tower|
|There's a caiman below|
|There are birds in those trees!|
|Brynne and Jan|
Back at the boat it began to pour rain again, but our keen-eyed guides pointed out two separate Common Pauraques sitting on branches on the river bank.
|The shower and toilet tent|
|Walkways through camp|
|Steps to our tent with round disks to keep out creepy crawlies|
The sun came out about 3:30 PM and we opted for a trip to the lodge of an indigenous group of people, the Matsiguenka, who live in the villages of Tayacome and Yomibato in Manu National Park. Each year a different family is responsible for running the lodge and the whole community shares the profits. It was a short boat ride up the river, and a short walk including a covered boardwalk. But then we stepped into a large open area that was a mud pit.
|Thick clay-like mud|
There were several children, and women who were crocheting handbags.
The buildings here had the typical rounded ends of this tribe, with thickly thatched roofs.
|Inside the thatched roof|
The younger of the two men (Carlito) took us into the craft building to explain the crafts.
|Inside the craft building|
|Handbag with purple dyed fibers|
|Toes for climbing|
Feather headbands, as worn by the locals, were displayed, including some with feathers from familiar birds.
The three young girls were very curious, and wanted to look at the display viewers on our cameras.
|Showing us the bow and arrow|
|Carlito demonstrates with the bow and arrow|
|Kirby gives it a try|
|Percy takes aim|
As the sun set, we headed back to camp.
Back in camp, we had an Israeli girl mistakenly come to our cabin in just a towel. The Israelis continued with the music, cross-tent conversations, and also tended to shine flashlights into the eyes of other people. Jan tried to talk to one of them, but to no avail.
We had a new towel and two small bottles of shampoo in our tent. Others did not get the shampoo. The hand towel was not replaced and our wet clothes were still wet!
No bird list today. We learned at dinner that Percy’s family is from the town of Oropesa which is famous for its bread. His parents were bakers, but now only his grandmother occasionally bakes to sell. We would be passing through the town of Oropesa on our way to Puno, and it was thought that both Rob and Percy would be with us. Dinner was another traditional dish, lomo saltado, stir-fried beef strips with red peppers, onions, and peas served with rice and French fries.
|Brynne using her head lamp to work on her journal|
|Even in a tent in the jungle, we still have tablecloths!|