Day: 390
We got up early this morning to get to the military airport to get on our military transport, into the Jungle town of Rurrenbaque, in the Amazon basin, complete with grass runway. We were planning on getting on one of the cheap 3 day ($50) tours throughout the region, but after some research we started seeing patterns of stories from other travelers who were disgusted by most of the ¨Eco¨tour operators, and their practices that seem to be destroying most of the surrounding area with tourism. The guides speed through the jungle on motor boat scaring animals away, find anacondas and handle them, fish the areas to extinction, and hunt anything that the tourists want to eat. It is causing irrepairable damage to this beautiful area, which is one of the planets most diverse regions.
There is a large population of tourists here who seem to only want to bargin for the best price and the most interaction with the animals, which seems to constantly drive the prices and quality down. Unfortunatly it looks as if much of the damage is being done by a single group of people, the young Israelis who have just been released from their 3 year stint in the Gaza strip conflict.
Just a sample: on the plane this morning there were 40 people; Felicia and I, an Austrailian couple, a local mother and Daughter, and 34 Israelis. It is unfortunate, but after talking with a few tour companies we found the trend was to cater to what the tourist demanded, and this group in particular is demanding it all for very little given back to the local area.
(I hate to list one group of people as the sole problem with an area, but in this case it seems to be the truth. I am not saying all Israelis are horrible, at least thanks to my experience with Nimrod in China, or that no one else takes part in this damaging system, but from my point of view on the ground here, it seems to be the case in Amazonian Bolivia.)
Felicia and I, really want to see the region but were uber concerned about how to have the least impact on the enviroment and the most possitive impact on the actual local economy. It left us having to decide to take the less of the present evils. We went to the one tour company, Bala Tours, who seemed to have the least horrible ethics and discussed with them what was availble. We weren´t extremely impressed, but it seemed to be the best choice listed in the Lonely Planet. We wandered back to our hotel discussing if we thought the $150 tour would be better then the bargin companies who seem to be wrecking this area.
Then we came across a posh looking agency, Madidi Travel, on our way home for a midday siesta, we stopped in just to see what they offered. We were invited to come in, sit down and read through their packages and the National Geographic article written about the area 8 years ago. We got to reading and before we knew it a quiet older Bolivian woman came and sat down with us and began speaking in a perfect American accent about what they do there.
This woman, it turns out, is Rosa Maria, who is written about in the article and singlehandly created Madidi national park in the face of every kind of opposition imaginable. She went on to spend the next two hours discussing with Felicia and I, all about her life in the Bolivian jungle, fights with logging companies, American politics & the upcoming election, and the problem with the other tour operators in town. She told how a few years back someone torched her jungle lodges and the local government refused to let her run her conservation programs. Rosa Maria eventually was force out of operating in the park she birthed and now helps operate a lodge on one of the other river systems nearby. She is easily one of the more interesting people I have ever met, Felicia felt the same way.
After hearing all the horror stories about what goes on with tourism in Madidi, Felicia and I signed up to take a 4 Day, 3 Night trip out to the Serene lodge, although it ended up costing significantly more then the competion but we agreed it was the only way we could morally see this area.
Anyways, the rest of the day passed uneventfully, in the sweaty heat of the jungle until we finally found a little cafe where we passed the night playing boardgames and drinking beer. Before heading to sleep at night we found themain plaza filled with what looked like a naval graduation, although Bolivia is landlocked, which left me rather confused.
Our tour starts the day after tomorrow, so we´ll be about 4 or 5 days before another new post, while we are deep in the Amazon.
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Rob and Felecia,
This is a great write-up!
I love the detailed scene you painted about Rosa Maria.
It sounds like the trip will be well worth the dollars invested!
The Navel Graduation could be for the “sailors” who patrol the Amazon, water is water, whether it is fresh or salt. Have a great time and I look anxioulsy awaiting the next story and series off photos.
Love, Mike
Well done my friend! People don’t realize that the Amazon jungle is the place where all the oxigen comes from. They cut down trees, throw styrofoam to the rivers and hunt animals with no control or thought.
Again well done
simon =)
Ahhhh…you’re killing me man!…love the pictures and the thoughts of sweating out malaria medicine. Keep it coming…you’re my fix.
– Greg
Nice pictures.