That Wednesday that we spent at the station was one of the more active days that we had during the trip. As I mentioned in the last entry, breakfast was served every day at 6:30 am, lunch was always at noon, and dinner was at 7:00 pm. This meant that we had to wake up earlier than most of us are used to getting up. There was always water, mangos, and a variety of snacks available in the cafeteria so that we were able to go there and eat when we weren’t out in the forest. Most of Wednesday, however, was indeed spent out in the forest.
After breakfast we again split up into three different groups and my group was based on the people who had not before gotten a chance to travel the trails with Myers. Myers is a fantastic guide who grew up in the Amazon and is thus able to spot animals that we would pass by without a glance in the right direction. At one point on our hike, he called up to where he knows a pygmy monkey colony lives in an attempt to get them to come out of hiding. Although they did not show themselves, it was still cool to see a skilled guide at work. All of the guides at the station were at his level in their ability to find creatures and point out different plants.
I suppose it appears that our schedule at the station was centered on our meals, and in many respects that is how our lives have revolved since coming to Ecuador. In Cumbayá we were given lunch at the university and the “cafeteria” opened every day at 12. We were generally there early and often stopped for a snack on the way home between lunch and dinner. On the islands we are now fed breakfast and dinner almost every day so we are willing to get up for food and are still generally early for dinner. At Tiputini we should have been arriving early because the meals we served on time and the kitchen closed soon after the meals. There was one night when the group from Saint Olaf had dinner late because they came back later from the caiman searching and for that matter we were probably fed later when we came back from the same activity on a different day.
Once we were back on shore, Myers split several fruits in half and had us press them on our hands for ten minutes. The fruit was jagua and it creates a blue stain that grows darker over the course of a day and can color the skin for more than a week if you were to not put on your hands, which you wash too often. While Myers was cutting the fruit, he told us a wonderful story about how his ex-girlfriend came into the forest and he told her that the fruit creates a very good insect repellant and to rub it all over her body. The woman refused to speak to him until all of the color went away, which took several weeks. We really wanted to cut the fruit into the shape of a mustache or sabotage people with it at night by putting it on their foreheads. We never actually succeeded in these pranks.
About 5 of the students from our group were willing to get up at 5:00 am in order to climb the observation tower and observe the change from nocturnal to diurnal life. Once again, due to the lack of rain and possibly the season, we were not able to see a whole lot. We saw the branches move as monkeys swung from tree to tree. We could hear a colony of howler monkeys off in the distance. We were able to see scarlet macaws off in the distance and a baby bird that sat on the Kapok tree in which the platform was perched. There was also a really cool view of a crescent moon through the trees and a beautiful sunrise through the fog. Seeing the sunrise in the Amazon was well worth waking up in the morning and I wish I had been able to force myself to get early more often. It is also a bit sad that the sunrise cannot be seen from the side of the island on which we live here, but there are refreshing sunrises that mean cooler temperatures (and the onslaught of mosquitoes).
Between breakfast and lunch we were in the classroom working on the project that I described earlier. As I mentioned, the oil company really has control over much of the Yasuní National Park and the Waorani have been hunting and living unsustainably. There are also scientists around the national park looking to do research and the national park itself whose infrastructure could use some serious help. In about an hour and a half, we had to come up with a strategy that would overall help the environment of the park and the people involved. My group decided an artisan market along with domestication of small typical farm animals would be the best way to go. None of the groups ever actually won out because the professors thought each group had its pros and cons.
This is probably one of the greatest experiences I have ever had, in part because so few people have had the opportunity to float down a tributary of the Amazon River in search of the wildlife. Being on the Galápagos Islands is an experience that I hope to repeat later in life; however, the Galápagos are a true tourist destination. A rather absurd number of people make it to the Enchanted Islands each year. Far less than a thousand people are able to get to the TBS each year. We literally floated down the Tiputini River with life vests (or seat belts, as my professor kept calling them) on for an hour or two. We were able to let the current take us and just had to avoid the trees and rocks that were sometimes in the middle. On this trip we saw an egret fishing, blue and yellow macaws, some form of flycatcher and other birds. Once we were tired we climbed back aboard the boat and stopped a ways downriver in order to fish. Several people actually caught some smaller fish before our final night adventure began.
Traveling back on that Friday was also made more difficult due to the lack of rain. We left right after breakfast to make our way back up the Tiputini River to the port. We once again were traveling with supplies that needed to be replenished and were squished onto one of the safari trucks until the other one came by and half of us switched over. We made it to the station where we once again went through security. We waited around for a little while as the professors tried to figure out what was going and we tried not to die in the heat and humidity. We were given several different explanations, but we ended up taking the trucks to another dock, taking smaller boats across the Napo River to another dock in order to take a bus to Coca. The river was literally too shallow to navigate. On the way there we had to zigzag across the water in order to avoid sand banks and on that Friday we were able to see most of those sand banks completely uncovered and dry.
Driving from the Yasuní to Coca was actually quite interesting. I would have loved to sleep on that bus ride, but it was rather bumpy so I watched the scenery and the small towns that we went through. Ecuador is a country in the middle of change (I suppose most countries are always changing). In the cities you are able to see all of the different socioeconomic classes literally living right next to each other. There are paved roads and giant green road signs identical to those that we are used to in the States and houses that we would consider shacks. There were also some really cute kids playing Ecuaball and others trying to get their friends or siblings to throw something down from a roof. I think traveling through a country by slower means of transportation is one of the best ways to get to know a country.
Luckily our flight was not until later in the day and luckily there was a flight just leaving when we arrived at the airport that had the exact number of seats needed for both the GAIAS group and the Saint Olaf group. Ironically as we flew into Quito there was rain coming down and, it being a Friday evening, we were also stuck in traffic so it took at least an hour to get home. What was roughly a 6 hour day of traveling turned into a 13 hour day of traveling by the time we all made it home.
All in all, going to Tiputini was one of the best experiences I have ever had. I still do not know if research is exactly the path I would like to pursue, but these opportunities that I have had to go out into the field are certainly ones that I never want to forget. My current professor is actually leaving the islands for a few days to take a group of botanists from the states to Tiputini. I think we might all be wishing that we could go with him, but I suppose staying on the islands is not so bad either.
As I approach the halfway point of my trip I find myself getting a bit too comfortable with San Cristóbal. By that I mean the “honeymoon” phase of studying abroad has passed and now I need to find more to keep me busy. Although I have been volunteering at CIMEI, I think I need to find something more beneficial to do and find a way to interact with more locals or at least Spanish speakers. There are many Ecuadorians here from the mainland for their summer vacation. I am very excited to visit Santa Cruz, Isabella, and take a four-day cruise around the islands. Those journeys start in about a week and a half and until then I will be observing pollinators that come to a few different plants for my class on the native and introduced flora of the Galápagos.
Best wishes to everyone reading this! For UVM students, enjoy your spring break next week!
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