Walking on Tree Tops
Trip Start Mar 14, 2006
374Trip End Mar 15, 2007
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Tramping along the riverside trail the few chances of seeing through the thick undergrowth revealed the jungle covered hills marked with pockets of mist adding to the ancient feel of the place with the air filled with the noise of constantly chattering insects.
The main attraction here is a canopy walkway stringing it's way through the treetops some 40 meters above the ground in places given a bird's eye or monkey eye view of the tops of the huge trees that are hopefully strongly supporting the walkway
I'll admit my fear of heights is something that I've been trying to overcome and had definitely improved yet the swaying Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom style rope bridges far above the ground, still managed to turn my legs to jelly in parts when staring down at the amazing view from above the jungle floor (even without screaming sword carrying cult henchmen running at me).
Safely back on solid ground I wandered down another trail and spotted a French (can't remember names) couple from the guesthouse ahead of me motioning me to be quiet. Approaching I noticed what they were staring at a huge lizard ambling across the path in the undergrowth. Snapping a few pics, the lizard suddenly turned and accelerated fast in the other direction having caught something in it's mouth sending the other guy bolting away down the path stumbling over tree roots along the way.
Further round the trail I met Janet coming the opposite way down from a trail up one of the hills here giving good views from above as well as needed rest with the humidity within the rainforest greater than I'd yet felt.
Descending down again I came across another couple swinging on a vine dangling down from above who insisted I give it a try with me giving my best Tarzan impression while trying equally hard to not fall off into the sharp gully below.
After another close lizard encounter, almost stepping on it, I soon heard a crashing in the jungle as I stopped looking around feeling like being in scene straight out of Lost when a wild boar suddenly darted down the path in front of me. Too quick to get a picture of it soon returned heading across the path again looking almost as lost as I did.
One last large lizard later (trying saying that 3 times fast) I was back at the guesthouse nursing my tired feet when I soon felt rather amateurish at best when a group of three more French turned up to share the dorm having spent 2 days and a night in the jungle and looking every bit the part with bloody leech attacked legs and barely a clean non-muddy patch on them.