Standing in the courtyard at Jorge's Jungle outpost, the loro gets ready to bite my ear.

Mono nocturno they said it was. Doesn't look like a monkey to me though. More of a lemur-style critter or something.

Or maybe a teddy bear with a bloody nose.

Jorge and his children prepare to give us a taste of their music and dance. (The daughter stands in the doorway to the cooking room, where the creature was having its hair removed...)


A fleeting glimpse of the two storey guesthouse built on Jorge´s land. We had been hiking for a few hours and only saw the structure in the last ten or fifteen seconds... the jungle is thick here.