Yesterday was a day on the river. No bumpy roads. We started up river to see tortillas being made in the next village. On the way, we got waylaid. Actually, as photographers, we always get waylaid, whether by van or boat. It’s something we’re always joking about, as we say we’ll be in a certain location for, let’s say, two hours, and it stretches to three or four. Nothing’s new! We’re photographers, after all.
When we came in by boat last week to the Lodge, we saw several large iguana, many orange in color with wonderful combs along their backs. They love tender shoots, but often, those branches don’t support them, so they go PLOP into the river, swim ashore, and scuttle back up. We were hoping that our participants would get to see some of these magnificent creatures.
Alex, the owner of the boat and our guide for the day, pointed out a magnificent one that was very cooperative when the boat came in close…