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The following
morning we hit the trails for a hike through the jungle down to Golfo Dulce,
the beautiful gulf that lies to the east of the You
can’t walk in the rain forest without encountering frogs, and in Tiny
lizards kept darting away as we walked the path, heard more often then seen
as they disappeared into leaf litter before we could confirm an ID. At first I thought they were the same
little Skinks we had found the day before, but Quetzal pointed out they were
Microteiids, diminutive cousins of the huge Tegus, Caiman Made it
down to the water and wandered among the mangroves and fiddler crabs,
watching the jittery Whiptails as they foraged among fallen palms in the
sand. After
a beach break we climbed back up into the jungle. Once again, Monica the A few
more lizards, then it was time for a siesta before returning to the trails
after dinner for a night hike. Marched
back out after dark in search of nocturnal herps and whatever else was
crawling about. First up was a giant
male tarantula, no doubt hunting for a meal.
We thought of that later when Ron found this oh-so-cute hummingbird in
its oh-so-tiny nest. You know you’re
in a rainforest when the spiders are bigger than the birds. There
were also herps about, both up in the trees and down on the ground. Arboreal snakes are usually found among
the leaves by shining the branches and looking for the pale reflection of a
white underbelly, while large frogs can be spotted through the vegetation by
their red eye-shine. Note
the common name of these two species.
Pretty cool, huh? Also
came across another Broad-headed Frog, this time an adult. And
for those of you who prefer soft and cuddly over wet and warty, here’s an
adorable Mouse Opossum (yeah, even I admit it’s way cute). After
the night hike we decided to try our luck on the roads. Started cruising in some heavy rain which we
hoped would bring out the snakes.
Visibility was poor, then cleared up as the showers passed by, just in
time for us to come around a curve . . . and freeze. There
it was, stretched out full length, commanding the road --- I felt like we
were facing a weapon. Confronting one
this large (nearly six feet long), I understood for the first time that the
name “Fer-de-Lance” recalls not only the spear shape of the head, it also
refers to the snake’s lethal potential. We
grabbed our hooks and moved slowly from the car, trying not to spook the
snake. Ron took pictures while Quetzal
and I positioned ourselves to prevent her escape (only females get this
large). She turned and headed off the road,
so I slipped my hook underneath while Quetzal distracted her from the front. I
moved the snake back towards the center of the road, but Fer-de-Lance don’t
like to ride a hook, so she slipped off and continued towards the side. She was about to get away when Quetzal very
carefully grabbed the tip of her tail, and maneuvering with his hook, held
her at a distance. With steady,
unhurried movements Quetzal kept the big viper calm and under control as we
watched in ad I’ll
also point out that no one but an expert should attempt this dangerous technique. Quetzal is a professional with many years
experience handling venomous snakes, which fortunately gave us the
opportunity to observe this impressive animal a little longer. He wisely decided to release her before she
became agitated, and she quietly slid off the road into the weeds and was
gone.
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