The Bora People
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Henrik and Peycho are preparing the boat for an upstream adventure on the Ampiyacu River: melting tar and sealing the joints
Offering popcorn to the local kids, always wins us trust and friends
The umbrellas are for protection against sun and rain.
Cruising upstream, kicking it in the boat, enjoying the close proximity to the jungle and the fantastic views. This is one our expedition upstream the Ampiyacu to meet the Bora People
Not as pretty, but much lighter, the plastic roof were the better option as it didn’t destabilize the boat as the heavy palm-leave roof did.
Halfway through the installation of our traditional roof, Misha test-drives the boat to assess the stability. It seemes to instabile with the heavy palm-leave roof and soon we would sinkn the boat, due to its instability.
Constructing a roof for our boat, before heading upstream on a multi-day expedition. Carrying food and equipment with us, we need the roof to protect ourselves as the rain will hit us at some point
The local kids always find us funny
Arriving in the community of Brillo Nuevo and quickly making friends that would show us around.
Locals are drying out palm-fibers to be used for weaving of bags, rugs etc.
Curious kids, monitoring the visitors.
The grandmother rushed inside the building and fetched all her grandkids for a photograph, one by one.
The Maloka, where traditional ceremonies are performed and where the Curaca lives, the cultural chief.
The women are making yucca bread.
“Pifayo” they called these jungle fruits and they served a thick, fairly tasty and very filling orange drink to us, made from them.
These hollow pieces of wood functions as deep-bass drums during ceremonies. Traditionally, each member of the tribe had his own sound-combination and the Curaca could summon him to the Maloka by drumming his “code”.
The entrance to the Maloka is guarded by these charachters who wards off evil spirits.
The Curaca, the cultural chief, explains about his tribe.
Small house in the community. Simple but very inviting, isn’t?
A simple life
The three young Bora men, that took us on a fishing-hunting expedition.
Giant cicada, visiting our hunting expedition
The Bora are teaching us how to make very efficient flexible fishing poles.
Our hunting expedition didn’t yield any mammals, but the Bora caught this frog that we fried and ate.
Walking around in the dense, sweet-smelling decay of the jungle, hunting.
Lunch secured: A good handful of fishes. The 3 Bora guys caught 20+ fish, us three foreigners didn’t catch any.
Bait for fishing. It didn’t take him long time to locate this handful of caterpillars.
Giant butterflies, the size of an open palm. They grow to become several years in age and hence the damaged wings
Some creepy spiders on the jungle floor
Frying up the frog in our hunting camp. The Boras quickly constructed the shelter with their machetes and it came in good use when the rain hit
The torrential rains that would turn everything to mud
Goodbye to our friends in Brillo Nuevo