I caught the piranha right off and when it burst out of the water it surprised me, I balked, and it jumped off. I thought I had the catfish better hooked, but I also hooked another fishing line caught under the dock. While I was yanking at that, the second fish also escaped. The background noise all afternoon was the roar of the mail howler monkey high in the canopy. Sounds like a strong winter wind.
Butterflies fly free in the big house, feeding on rotting bananas.
Eggs are collected and put into caterpillar houses on the same plant type. Pupae are removed and, if sold, mailed. While we were there, a big deluge broke out , pounding the roof. Over dinner we celebrated by eating the caught piranha, which the cooks had fried. They were boiling the heads to present the toothy jawbones to the successful fisherwomen.