A shine of glistening sweat covered every inch of Anna’s body and she’d finally gotten used to it. Tropical heat was, for a forty something year old woman from the mild south of England, almost intolerable. Why, she continually asked herself as she followed their guide through the thick Amazon rainforest, did this trip have to happen at the height of the Brazilian summer. An answer immediately followed in her train of thoughts creatures in danger don’t run on a timetable.
So they plodded along. She’d been told to wear full length trousers to protect her legs from whatever was hiding down there but she’d insisted on wearing the skimpiest top, very unlike her usual attire, to let her skin breath in the suffocating humidity. Aside from that, the Amazon Rainforest was quite unlike any other place she’d ever been. Its beauty was limitless. This was a sacred place. Their path was illuminated by shafts of heavenly light which filtered in between the sky high treetops. The vast and varied animal languages were constant from shrill bird song to wailing monkey cries.
After an hour or so they reached a small but very loud waterfall. The water crashed down into the pool below and it was as if it was calling for Anna to join. She stopped and took a long gulp of water. Their guide, a young Brazilian man who had only just broken a sweat, said, “only down there.”
He was right of course. A couple of minutes later the trees gave way and they found themselves on the shore of the Amazon River. A sudden serenity fell over Anna. After the mad house which was the forest, it was abruptly quiet and peaceful.
Anna pulled off her rucksack and sat down on the cushioned grassy verge. From the large bag she pulled out strip after strip of a South Africa delicacy known as biltong. It was also a favourite of what was locally known as the cachorro de raio or the lightning dog. While at the field office of the DPA she’s come across another of the breed found in Greece and this why she’d come along to what was a purely Guardian excursion. It was while looking after the creature that she’d found out its strange love for the rare food, dried out beef and the spicier was definitely better.
She ran a few strips and indicated for everyone to move backward, back into the forest.