Andasibe: Jurassic forest SOS
It was early morning when we headed north, one day clear and transparent. It seemed perfect to set out anywhere, to leave home and embark on a journey unknown, to allow a new road and opened roads never before traveled to strange and unrecognizable landscapes, to people with languages far, to fur faces uncertain.
An immaculate and crystalline day unfolded for us without shame and both Gerard as I enjoyed from the first moment. We leave the misery of the shady suburbs on the outskirts of Antananarivo and we reached the field, hyaline and bright it looked its best. It took some four hours before entabláramos conversation more than three words, We were so absorbed in the landscape and its play of colors. Infinite fields were left behind, bright green mingled with the red luster of the earth.
Lemurs at night emitted a strange moan, similar to a humpback whale, that shook the forest
About two in the afternoon, halted to eat something in a small town across the road. We got into a dirty and dilapidated den but a wild and lush garden at the. Soon after came a funny little animals sit with curly tail and bulging eyes: they were lemurs, primates native to Madagascar. With expression between scary and funny leaped around us, were hung from the branches of trees twisting the tail with grace and skill. Gerard told me that there 60 species of these beautiful animals, sadly in danger of extinction due to forest destruction. They are nocturnal and solitary, and some have bat face and piercing green eyes. At night emitted a strange moan, similar to a humpback whale, that shakes the forest. While enjoying a delicious bowl of rice with sauce and huge chunks of sweet, juicy pineapple, danced around us walking on their hind legs and arms raised. We had fun and ended the impromptu sharing laughter.
We finish eating and continue along the road towards Tamatave. The landscape began to change remarkably, to be of a darker green. Appeared brown tones, ocher, mauve, Moisture odors, of moss. The trees were larger and the leaves of these seemed taken from a Jurassic Park. It was the forest of Andasibe. From the road one could hardly imagine what the shadows of the sunset hid, hanging between bony and twisted branches with mysterious shapes., like witch fingers. Wrinkled branches, stretched, verrucous, silky covers mosses or abrupt ferns, dying out of the bushes and brambles.
There he sensed the existence of innumerable invisible lives, the sound of communicating secrets from leaf to leaf, stem to stem, drop at
Drizzling and people walking on the edge of the road barefoot and in shorts. Most covered themselves with a large sheet of the so-called "Traveler's tree". Gerard told me that was so called because in its branches containing clean water and, why, travelers used to quench your thirst. The sheet was strong and waterproof. "Who needs an umbrella here!”, I amused and admired.
Gradually the road, was increasingly entering the forest. All forms sumptuous paradise, shades, colors and scents appeared before our eyes. There he sensed the existence of innumerable invisible lives, the sound of communicating secrets from leaf to leaf, stem to stem, drop at.
We enter a land of vines and creepers, of giant ferns and large, flat mushrooms attached to trees, stout and proud
We left early the next day, After a quick breakfast. We got in the car and took the old road full of potholes that led us to the Río Rongaronga. After a while, let the four by four on an embankment and started doing the rest of the way on foot.
We enter a land of vines and creepers, of giant ferns and large, flat mushrooms attached to trees, stout and proud. The sun shone as tenacious and aplacante ray between the hollow of the tree tops. Where light was clearly perceived specks of sand, a world in motion, exploiting atoms, particles ranging, mysterious silhouettes, unceasing life exposed. You could feel the serenity of the forest abruptly interrupted our steps. The stealth of the chameleons and lizards was heard watching us stalking.
The indomitable Africa looming on both sides of the road, fairly decent and passable to the top
The heat and humidity were oppressive but we had to wear long pants to avoid mosquito bites annoying malaria. The indomitable Africa looming on both sides of the road, fairly decent and passable to the top. We drove over five hours and finally, when I was about to say he could not over fatigue and exhaustion, we reached the river. Lucy pearl and shining under the sunlight. The blue water was at rest. The other side was not more than 300 meters. We sat on the edge, in a rocky reef and watch the silvery reflections of water. Several canoes were rudimentary loading logs. One man rowed with a bamboo pole.
There are no men at sea or in the field. Are mostly in the forest, felling trees for two dollars a day
The trunk of the canoe was rosewood. Then, Gerard explained to me the devastating consequences that the looting of the forest was causing in the long term. Have disappeared over 10.000 hectares of protected areas, causing the rapid extinction of lemurs and other endemic species. It is eroding the soil and clearing rivers and farmland map. The perverse side effects of the assault on rosewood are being felt almost immediately. The townspeople, were suddenly dodging motorcycle traffic, began to realize that it was raising the price of fish, rice and other consumer goods. There are no men at sea or in the field. Are mostly in the forest, felling trees for two dollars a day.
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With your back to you travel testo lindooo Madagascar ...!
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