That tiny tower on top of the smaller mountain is where we were heading. Shane, if you're reading this, it's the one that we lost all of the water in our bodies on. Wasn't that bad this time, it's not too hot here now.
The hazy view from the top:
Aren't we mighty!
Not sure why I look so scared there...
Monkey Island.
The game of my youth, well more Monkey Island 2 I suppose...
What am I talking about?...
Monkey Island.
Yes, it has a Monkey or two on it.
Enough chat.
Pictures!
A quick kayak out around some of the islands was in order first:
So one of the young monkeys was playing with the others, when he fell out of the tree and rolled down almost to where I was standing. He uncurled himself from the ball that gravity had sent him into on the downhill, and stared straight into my eyes.
I smiled.
Oops!
Smiling is a sign of aggression.
I ran.
He ran.
His Mother saw her child distressed.
She ran.
We all ran is what I'm trying to say.
She got me.
I got away.
Not without a scrape on the auld leg, but that's better than a bite on the arm or shoulder!
I checked with our guide about diseases, but she said they inject them on this island, as the tourists usually end up in a similar situation to me!
These are pics of Mammy Monkey
Footprints:
Daddy Monkey:
- that would make a good rapper name in the music business...
I decided to follow a path up one of the mountains...I turned back at one of the lower peaks as I've never seen rocks so sharp!
Had a great view up there of the far side of Monkey Island:
The kids:
S'true!
2 comments:
What a great encounter with a monkey though...ye actually had a social exchange.
Nelbert - yeah I suppose so! Sweet :)
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