01.My faithful paraffin stove and machete on the only map I could find of the Madre de Dios region, which was very poor. The length of the machete blade represents about 400 km !!
02. Cesar, Viktoria and two of their children with some of the newly bought chickens at Itahuania.
03. Cesar and Pedro, the owner of the neighbouring homestead in the jungle clearing.
04. The main house at Cesar and Viktoria’s homestead. The yard in front was a busy place with drying crops.
05. About to set off from Itahuania on the Alto Madre de Dios river on my raft after having spent 3 days building it
06. Heading off from Cesar’s homestead near Itahuania on the Alto Madre de Dios on my balsa wood raft
07. Sitting on the raft looking down a quiet wide section of the river on Day 1.
08. First nights camp while descending the Alto Madre de Dios was on a sandbank on an island in the middle of the river
09. Sitting on the seat watching the jungle drift by on a gentle section of the river on Day 2.
10. Looking at the bank where the sluggish tributary entered and the caiman rushed into the water on Day 2.
11. Heading into a palisade section on the wide river trying to figure out a passage through them on Day 3.
12. Approaching the hamlet of Diamante, hungry for human contact on Day 4.
13. Setting off down the river from Boca Manu on Day 5 after a night in Manu National Park’s rustic information centre.
14. After Boca Manu I spent more time sitting on the raft paddling it with the awkward oar as drifting was so slow.
15. Near my camp spot at the end of Day 5 where I camped on an island in the large lazy river.
16. I had to start mooring my raft in the river after getting stuck in the mud on Day 6.
17. The lazy meanders on the calm river below Boca Manu on Day 7.
18. Drifting down in the morning sun my tobacco is in the plastic bag above the paddle. Day 8.
19. Looking down the river to a gauntlet of palisades similar to the ones which I hit and nearly ensnared me on Day 8.
20. Day 8. Camping beside the river after the traumatic encounter with the palisade which capsized the raft.
21. Day 9. One of the many slow, sluggish bends in the lazy river hemmed in by the thick tangled jungle.
22. The thick impenetrable jungle along the river bank on Day 9 where the river barely flowed.
23. I spent my last days on the Madre de Dios river reclining on the raft, paddling occasionally to stay in the flow.
24. The three Quechua brothers upstream from Colorado who had set up camp to mine for gold where I spent night 10.
25. Filling the scoop with the river bank which would flow down the hessian covered chute where gold fleck would lodge
26. Day 11. Heading down the river below the 3 brothers mine project I spent much of the time reclining.
27. Despite wearing trousers and a shirt for virtually the whole trip my body was covered in thousands of insect bites.