Crocodile Rock

Bamboozle
Jamie and Lucy Telfer
Wed 28 Oct 2009 14:30
09:17.064N 079:57.262W
You cannot fault Panama for its diversity in terms of cruising
options. After nearly 7 weeks of deserted islands and sandy
beaches we have now taken Bamboozle up the Rio Chagres and have the
sights, sounds and smells of the Central American rainforest pressing in on
either side. The entrance to the river is guarded by the old
Spanish Fort San Lorenzo which dates back to the days when the river was
one of the main routes across the isthmus and a fortune in gold and silver would
travel in small boats down its winding course. This wealth soon
attracted the attention of pirates and privateers including one of my
personal heroes, Sir Francis Drake, and later Captain Henry Morgan (of
rum fame) who used the river to help relieve the "Dons" of their
excessive New World loot. Under this fort the narrow river
mouth is itself a little un-nerving with a fast flowing current
swirling over a rapidly shoaling sand bank with next-to-no visibility
through the muddy waters. With the depth gauge yoyo-ing alarmingly we
crossed our fingers and ploughed on up against the current and soon found
ourselves in the peace and quiet of the lower river.
In previous centuries the whole river was famed for the power and
unpredictability of its floods but in the early 1900s it was dammed
about six miles upstream from the mouth to hold the water into Gatun Lake which
forms the main waterway of the Panama Canal and provides the quite
staggering amounts of fresh water required to keep the canal locks in operation.
As a result you can now navigate safely up as far as the dam and
have the unusual experience of anchoring in the river hemmed in on either side
by the jungle. We are actually only about 6 miles as the crow flies from
the town of Colon but it is hard to believe that one is so close to civilisation
(though I'm not at all sure that Colon qualifies for that description!).
The wildlife is spectacular but it takes a sharp pair of eyes and a good
set of "Rommels" (binoculars) to have a decent look at anything before is
disappears back into the greenery. There are birds everywhere although you
would need a better knowledge than I have to list them all correctly here.
We have seen amongst many others: Toucans, Green parrots, Blue headed
parrots, Hummingbirds, Kingfishers, Electric Blue Tits(!) and huge vulture
like black things that soar on the thermals.....we are doing our best to put a
name to them all but our World Book of Seabirds is frankly not much
help.
The two sorts of monkeys we have seen are simplet to identify.
The "White faced monkeys" are easy to spot because they have got white faces and
the "Howler monkeys" are pretty obvious because they seem to spend the whole
time making the most un-nerving roaring-groaning-screaming-howling
noise that sounds like it comes from the the monster in some dodgy
Hollywood horror movie. In this environment "Katie"
our pedal-powered kayak is the ultimate form of transport as we can glide
silently along the edge of the forest or push up into the little overgrown
creeks that branch off from the main river. We have been rising early
and pedaling hard upstream in the gathering light to the base of the dam where
we pour ourselves a mug of fresh coffee from a thermos as we
drift back downstream with the current. This morning we were
rewarded not only with a full blown dawn chorus from the Howler monkeys (we got
so close underneath them we nearly got peed on) but we also managed to find one
of the river's much talked about but not often seen
crocodiles. After many false spottings (known as "croco-logs") we
finally found the genuine article surfacing to eye us inquisitively as
we pedaled by. They are magnificently scary primeval beasts and
to be fair he was quite a bit bigger than the "little" Central
American version I was expecting. Maybe it was the smell of the
coffee that attracted him but it is amazing how one can suddenly feel so out of
place and exposed. I suddenly realised we were
sitting in, rather than on, his river and I will
most decidedly not be swimming in all this lovely fresh
water!
Bamboozle anchored in the Rio
Chagres
![]() We went right up to the huge dam that holds the water
in Gatun Lake and the Panama Canal.
![]() A morning "game drive" in Katie the Kayak. Lucy
is smiling because she hasn't
seen the big crocodile yet.
![]() The river is very quiet but we did meet these two
fishermen, who were very
pleased with their night's catch. They had a
HUGE Tarpon, which they could
only just hold up for us to see. Here they are
paddling off to market.
![]() Some of the debris from the construction of the
Canal.
![]() If this looks serene it is only because you cannot
hear the Howler Monkeys!!
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