Rough Notes of a Journey Through the Wilderness; From Trinidad to Para, Brazil, by Way of the Great Cataracts of the Orinoco, Atabapo, and Rio Negro - Softcover

Wickham, Henry Alexander

9781230398259: Rough Notes of a Journey Through the Wilderness; From Trinidad to Para, Brazil, by Way of the Great Cataracts of the Orinoco, Atabapo, and Rio Negro

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ISBN 10: 1230398252 ISBN 13: 9781230398259

Verlag: TheClassics.us, 2013

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ...long time in reaching Blewfields, being detained a whole day about Monkey Point, under which we anchored, spending the time pleasantly enough, fishing at bottom for "crook-crook," so named by the Moskitos, from the noise the captive makes when taken out of the water: in appearance, it is something between the perch and the wiasse of our coast. "We were becalmed the greater part of the next day, and caught more "crook-crook" for breakfast and dinner. Monkey Point is certainly a very pretty spot, and would, no doubt, make a good harbour with Captain Pirn's proposed improvements. At present, the Carib boats and other small coasters always make for it at the first threatenings of a storm, and are often for safety compelled to remain there for days. About three o'clock, passing between Blewfields Bluff and Cassada Cay, we entered Blewfields Lagoon. The bluff is a bold headland, indicating the mouth of the northern entrance of the lagoon. From a distance it looks like an island, being joined to the mainland only by a low narrow strip of mangroves. After sailing half way across the lagoon, we anchored at sunset near a little island covered with broken cocoa-nut trees, called Bluffway Cay, and situated opposite the settlement. What struck me most here was the desolate appearance of the forest, ravaged by a hurricane, which had caused the devastation about a year before (1865). I went ashore at once in the canoe, intending to call on the missionary, Mr. Lundberg, to whom I had brought a letter of introduction. It was dark when I landed, and, as at Grey Town, I was much struck by the wonderful variety of sounds among the insect and reptile life. In coming on shore, my eyes, ears, and nose were quite filled with small things...

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