Fun in the Jungle

Who are these darling little imps and why are they hiding from me?

Stayed tuned to learn more!


Twelve of us senior missionaries were feeling the urge to have an adventure and a little R and R. So, we planned a two-day trip to an Amerindian Resort located in the jungle of Guyana where almost noone lives.

Amerindian villages are scattered through the jungle. We knew our adventure would include visiting one.


Our adventure began in a large van but soon we were...


speeding down the river towards the jungle of Guyana. The weather was hot. My skirt was getting soaked.

Do you think that bothered me one bit?



Deeper and deeper our boat took us down the river into the jungle.

The water was dark...about the color of Pepsi cola and the reflections were awesome.


Occasionally we saw a small cabin like this one with some Amerindians nearby.

An Amerindian is a native of the Americas like a North American Indian is.


We saw a lot of coconut palms...

Lots of pretty green trees and stuff...


Bamboo trees...

And more grassy roofed cabins.



Eventually, we came to what is called Santa Mission, which is the village of Ameridians. We disembarked and took a little stroll through the village.

The large brown building you see is the school. You'll see inside in just a minute.

The village was immaculte. Not a piece of rubbish was anywhere in sight.

When we arrived all the kids were in school so we walked in to take a peek. They seemed startled by our interruption.



Where is their schoolwork?



Oh, there's some! Sister White warmed right up to them.

With a little coaxing, some of them let me take their photo. But, not those little guys at the start of this blog!


Don't they look just so clean and scrubbed and bright eyed?

A few more steps from the school I found granny Ruby. Her husband was killed when her 8th child was just born. She is showing me her craft. The women all do crafts in the morning while the men hunt and work. They had a store to sell their work.

I bought a hammock and a grass skirt. Just what I needed!

Here's where Granny Ruby lives. Do you suppose she raised her 8 kids in that house or one like it? Probably.

Well, we hopped back in the boat and were on to Arrowpoint Lodge. Wow, we were impressed when it came into view. We were not to be disappointed.

The cabins were perfect enough for a honeymoon. That's what I've been telling the elders since I've been back from our trip. There was even a mosquito net over our kingsize bed.

Here's the row of several cabins that included about 9 individual rooms with baths.

Check out the food. Fried fish, chicken, rice with beans and little green pieces of bora (a vegie). Do you like fried bananas? We all loved them.

Four cute Amerindian women from the nearby village fixed these scrumptious meals for us!

Who is the foxy dude with the muscles who is hiking through the jungle?

This hike led us to these kayaks, much to our surprise.

We were told to climb in and this was all the photo I could get of our kayaking through these beautiful jungle everglades.

Burt was the rower. He kept screaming at me that I was doing it wrong so I just let him do it. I wondered why we kept running into the trees!

The trees were growing right out of the water and the reflections made them look like you could see down, down, down below the water's surface. Remember, the water is almost black.

We kayaked several times and it was my favorite part of our adventure.

An airplane crash in the jungle? How would anyone ever find you? This guy was lucky...someone did and he is still alive today.

Here's where we swam in the Pepsi Cola waters. I swam just fine in my red skirt and blouse.

It is just about time for us to leave Arrowpoint. We've all had the time of our lives and are determined to return.