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				We were stopped on the trail by a large herd of White Lipped Peccaries that crossed in front of us. Henry was in front with his gun drawn. Apparently if they charge, they all charge at once but gunfire will scare them off. The tensest moment was when I went to take a photo and forgot that my flash was on. A large boar stopped and studied us for a full thirty seconds before deciding to move on. There were probably about sixty in the band but since we were in deep forest they could not charge as a group. Still, it was scary enough.
		On the Trail from Cruz de Mono to Cana. We stop at a beautiful waterfall for lunch and I go for the fry-bread again as the morning has gone so well. We have crossed several challenging grades and I’m still keeping up just fine. We pass several fine vistas of the river below but my favorite spot of the day is Butterfly Lane. It is a shady grade, narrow and overgrown, beneath a high canopy of trees. Everywhere you look are beautiful butterflies flitting along in the sun dappled shade. Back         Top            Next