Sunday, March 23, 2008

Recon 1

A wonderful place teeming with wildlife, water and muddy tracks. Above the canopy a crane or stork striking a kung fu pose or is it a mating dance?

Beckham hairdo monkeys clearly marking their territory and a water crossing with an iguana or is that a croc? Would the bugger chase you if you crossed his territory?

A well trodden path which has no ends in sight.
A hanging bridge over murky waters. Who knows what lies beneath?
And B52s chasing and biting the hell out of us soon as we stepped into their watery spawning ground. Tabard and shit can't seem to keep these flying buggers away. They kept coming and landing on our face, hands, legs and even on our clothes. They actually can punch thru our clothes and suck our precious blood. It was like a blood donation drive crossing this path. Give me a leech anytime. We ran through that path for dear life, cussing and swearing with arms flailing and smacking anything that landed on us.
We will have to face more of this till we decide on our desired location. The search continues...

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