The next morning we had an early
breakfast, and headed for the National Park where we were introduced
to our forest guide, whose name was probably Jean-Noel. Andasibe Park
is a secondary forest, as opposed to an untouched rainforest (of
which more later); so there is a visitor centre with toy lemurs and
the park has large cleared paths. As soon as we exited the visitor
centre, we noticed a couple of large brownish birds waddling around
in the undergrowth next to the path. “Wow! Madagascar Rail! Very
rare!” exclaimed Jean-Noel. “Yeah, right,” we thought. “Enough
with the over-acting hyperbole for the tourists,” and I didn’t
bother to even get my camera out for these rather boring birds. Since
returning home, I have since been informed by Mr Google that the bird
was indeed a Madagascar Rail, which is threatened by habitat loss,
and we were privileged to see it, so I owe some apologies to
Jean-Noel.
We set off through the forest with a
style which was to become our habit: we would walk slowly, become
fascinated by small insects and odd plants, and be overtaken by many
other groups of tourists who were marching purposefully to see the
lemurs so that they could move on to the next attraction. The
Malagasy have a phrase “Mura-mura”, which means “slowly-slowly”.
It’s a kind of “don’t rush, take it easy” attitude – but
even they were impressed at how good Tim and I were at dawdling and
being late. Jean-Noel would walk along looking for wildlife, I would
wander along with my camera, occasionally sneaking up on a disguised
leaf,
and Tim would bring up the rear whilst spotting things that even the
guides had missed. After a bimble wherein we found many interesting
birds and insects and reptiles, we found some lemurs. The method of
location was simple: Jean-Noel would make a noise like a lemur in
heat, and wait to see who showed up looking interested. Mostly it was
just other lemurs, but I’m sure there must have been occasions
where two park guides made lemur-sex noises at each other for hours.
Thus it was that we found a set of snoozing diademed sifaka, a family
of common brown lemurs, and a troupe of indri-indri whose “haunting
melodic song” sounds like a howler monkey losing a fight with a
hump-backed whale, and has all the subtlety of a vuvuzela armed with
a half-brick in a sock.
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Butterfly |
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Giraffe weevil |
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Another butterfly (swallowtail family?) |
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Geckos |
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Diadem Sifaka |
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Indri indri! |
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Common brown lemur (with baby) |
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Subtle chameleon |
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Leaf-tailed gecko |
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Praying mantis |
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Froggie! |
You fail to mention the science that proved it takes two bicycle lights and a head-torch to niggle a chameleon into changing colour.
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