Sunday, June 28, 2009

Borneo redux

This is a symbolic return to Borneo for me.  In 1993 Joseph and I went there on our first overseas birding trip and we didn't know what the hell we were doing. We were there in the rainy season, freaked out a time or too trapped in moldy rooms, Joseph fell, we didn't see all the birds because we thought we could do it without a guide - basically a fantastic adventure filled with orangutangs, mystery, adventure and some great surprises like the tribal lady on the bus with the Gucci scarf on her head or the coffins in the cave off of the Rhino trail in Danum Valley, and the proboscis monkeys. The alpha male has a perpetual hard on, the awesome hornbills flying over us with wingbeats like rustling taffeta.  Sixteen years later we're going back............

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