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A morning where the spirits of Madidi are all around.
Shadows abound as the sun tries mightily to open up the sky.
The Berraco del Madidi boat is readied for another day
leading the way to the Berraco del Madidi EcoCamp for the night.
Breakfast before before paddling the rafts down the river.
Pedro already has the raft with Ty and me away from the bank
as I capture another image of our overnight campsite on the Tuichi.
These are moments in life where the self is truly in touch with nature as you listen close
— the sound gets better as eyes are watching.
Moment to moment the shadows on the river surface get darker as the rising sun
blurs in a swirling fog.
If your heart is like mine
you are here with me.
There’s not wind to help the sun in the morning battle,
so Matt and Ty decide to have their own battle rafting down the river.
Some of the recent posting are a little out of order.
This posting follows “Preparing To Raft Down The Tuichi River In Madidi National Park.”
Balsa wood rafting was one of the things for which we had been waiting.
Here I’m in front of Matt who is paddling while I’m taking photos.
I also had a paddle, but stayed busy taking the trip photos.
Pedro is also paddling, but more important, he is steering.
Behind us is Ty with Pedro’s uncle.
Ty is working hard to overtake us . . .
. . . and does.
The scenery was amazing, or should I say “Amazoning.”
The supply boat with Tom and Maria passing us to go ahead
and select a camp site and start setting up the tents.
Ty and Pedro’s uncle near some rapids.
The river is a little higher because of the recent overnight rains,
reducing some of the rapids.
I usually had to wipe my camera lens after each rapids.
This is where we would spend our first night on the river.
Tom and I shared one of the tents.
Uncle also set up a lean-to tent.
Tom at the dinner table
Maria did the cooking with her husband’s help.
Ty and Tom talking about their first day on the Tuichi River.
Ty and Matt are getting ready to set around a fire being prepared.
— Images by kenne
Tom, Matt and Ty waiting for lunch to be served in the community meeting room. That’s my Amazon hat where I would be.
Tom, Matt, Ty and Pedro with my hat. The food was delicious,
I know because I was the one doing the eating, not my hat.
This is Pedro’s community.

Tom at the entrance to the community meeting room.
After lunch, we hiked through the jungle and a nearby pasture
where we would meet our supply boat and ready the balsa wood rafts
for the next phase of our Madidi adventure.
— Images by kenne
One of the two balsa wood rafts arrives.
Unloading the SUV before saying goodbye to our driver. He would return to Rurrenabaque.
Pedro begins securing the raft chairs.
The Tacana use strips of bamboo bark to tie down the chairs.

Pedro acknowledges their success.
His helper has a large wad of Cocoa leaves in his mouth, not tobacco.
This is a common practice.
I have placed my backpack with cameras and lenses on one of the rafts
as we wait the arrival of our supply boat as the sun gets lower in the west.
The supply boat finally arrives with camping supplies and additional helpers.
In addition to our guide, Pedro, there will be four helpers for the four of us — talk about caring for us.
We prepare to leave on the balsa rafts.
Tom and the supply boat will depart after our luggage is loaded,
passing us along the way so to begin setting up camp for the night.
Registering (Tom, Matt and Ty) at Mayadela Amazonia Hotel Boutique in Rarrenabaque.
Mayadela Amazonia Hotel Boutique on the Beni River.
Beni River East Bank
A recently completed bridge links Rurrenabaque with San Buenaventura on the west bank of the Beni River.
A demonstration in downtown Rurrenabaque.
Downtown Rurrenabaque.
Mayadela Amazonia Hotel Boutique, Rurrenabaque, Bolivia.
Rurrenabaque is Located On the Beni River in Northern Bolivia.
Deboarding the plane from La Paz to Rurrenabaque where we spent the night.
Originally we were scheduled on a morning flight allowing time for us to drive 60 miles into Madidi National Park to an indigenous community where we would start our river journey on the Tuichi River. The later fight caused the drive into Madidi to be delayed to the next day.
After deboarding, we were shuttled to the nearby terminal.
Construction equipment and a billboard were signs a new much larger terminal was under construction.
Rurrenabaque Airport Terminal
Rurrenabaque Airport Terminal
Nearby cafe and restrooms is where a taxi was waiting to transport us to Rurrenabaque.
Walking Trees, Madidi National Park — Image by kenne
Like so much in the Amazon
Everything seems to be on the
Move as you move through it.
— kenne
Ty Markey checks out the landscape at the Valley of the Moon (Chick Here for more Images)
Moon Valley, located 6+ miles from downtown of La Paz is where you will find impressive formations, composed mainly of clay were created by the persistent erosion of mountains and by the area’s strong winds and rains.
— kenne
Matt McGrath with the Cholitas Wrestlers (Flying Cholitas) of El Alto (August 18, 2019) — Images by kenne
Most Cholita wrestlers are Aymara, an indigenous nation residing in the high plains of Andes Mountains. As an indigenous nation, they faced ethnic oppression from the Spanish, forced to perform menial tasks for the aristocrats. In metropolitan La Paz, many Aymara people live in El Alto near the international airport (El Alto International Airport). An impoverished and neglected community the Chola Aymara women began to demonstrate for better schools, health centers, and better security in their neighborhoods. It is this fighting spirit that has formed the essence of the Cholita Wrestling dramatization.
Like American professional wrestling, it’s all about entertainment designed to get the audience involved in the event. I have to say, Ty and Matt enjoyed the chilly night in El Alto more than Tom and me.
— kenne
Cholita Wrestling Slideshow
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Pieces of La Paz, Bolivia — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Pieces of La Paz
Found walking the market streets
Forever with me.
— kenne
View of Illimani from My Hotel Rosario Window, La Paz, Bolivia
Illimani is the highest mountain in the Cordillera Real of western Bolivia. It lies near the cities of El Alto and La Paz at the eastern edge of the Altiplano. It is the second highest peak in Bolivia, after Nevado Sajama, and the eighteenth highest peak in South America.Wikipedia
La Paz Street Corner — Image by kenne
Having once worked for the telephone company in the 1960s, poles and wires tend to stand out in my line of vision in this city of many colors and contradictions. Streets lined with wires streaming from nests atop poles are not uncommon in old South American cities, a reflection of the congested streets of people and vehicles.
I learned that most of these wires no longer are being used. It seems that when replacing a line, it’s not taken down — to much trouble.
— kenne
With the smoke and with the fire, many people muffled and silent
on a street, on a corner,
in the high city, pondering the future in search of the past
— in the subtle entrails, night lightning
in the probing eye, thoughts go to agony
— from “The City” by La Paz Poet Jaime Saenz
Not knowing the purpose of the sidewalk celebration,
still I could feel its spirit among the many
presided over by Illimani—the mountain.
“Illimani is simply there—it is not something that is seen… / The mountain is a presence.” — Jaime Saenz




On The Sidewalk of La Paz, Bolivia — Images and Video by kenne