Weather: Hot hot hot, and not a thunder storm in the sky.
Mosquitos: Millions.
A very relaxing day of more forest treking/ wandering. Incredibly beautiful trees, enormous trees, big enough to hide from a jaguar in. Jimmy the guide likes talking about Jaguars a lot. Jimmy like telling his story about the time he wrestled a jaguar a lot. We don´t find any jaguars, Jimmy is very disapointed he didn´t get to wrestle a jaguar again, looking at his pot belly I´m pretty sure his jaguar wresting days are long gone. Instead we find more monkeys, wild pigs, beautiful butterflys, wild fruit, red squirrel like thinghs and a few prehistoric looking insects.
In the afternoon we go fishing for piranha and catfish. I think the piranha must have gorged themselves on a recent tourist. They are not even to be tempted to appear with a sardine head. Perhaps it is not my new found talent after all. The agrics have fun trying to push each other into the water though. The dutch girl and I are too sensible for this, we get to make fans and water bottle carriers out of palm leaves
Night falls, and the full moon fills the sky and forest with a cold blue light. Jimmy takes us on a night trek, which apart from the french agrics telling me I have a tarantula on my head is lovely.
With the exception of animals we are trying to photograph life in the jungle moves very slowly.
It is a wonderful, fantastic place.
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