River Rythms
Posted by wendykerr on March 25, 2007
the creeeek craaaack of hammocks swaying…. the plop plop of fruits escaping from parrot beaks and landing in the river below…. the lapping of ripples against the long wooden skiffs moored to the dock…. the nasal hum of an outboard motor, along with cheerful singing from the boat drivers, fading in and out as they go by…. the threatening roar from a howler monkey…. the emphysemic hacking of the prehistoric, blue-faced, mohawk bird…. the hollow fssssss of a pink dolphin coming up for air…. the silence of the suspiciously still sunbathing gators dangerously nearby on the bank …. the sudden oowahoo-wa-oooo of one bird…. then eeeh! ow! ow! ow! of another…. more intermittent twittering, clucking, clicking, wailing, yapping and screaming from a myriad of other river birds…. and all the while in the background is the seismic drone of mosquitoes far and near…. and the fax machine beeping and buzzing of the countless other insects…. each creature adding its own unique tune to the rhythm of the Rio Yacumo, in the jungle pampas of Bolivia.
