This is the water level we woke up to the first morning. I have highlighted where it rose to by the time I left for the city. It was quite a difference! |
Crossing the bridge was actually another matter entirely. The narrow wooden bridge that used to lay two feet above the water was now floating on top, running the risk of being washed down stream! Sylva and the guys spent the morning putting sticks into the bank to tether it into place, but there was still the matter of getting on and crossing. Since it was floating, it sank to the bottom when you stepped on, tipping to the side while you tried to keep balance. Finally, once the bridge settled to the bottom, the crosser would walk carefully to the other side, thigh deep in creek water all the while. This is the same creek where earlier last year, a 4 meter (12 foot) anaconda was rescued, cayman are regularly sighted, and piranha inhabit the waters. Don't worry though, we were always cautious.
Oh, and my garden project might as well be the new swimming pool project for all the water on top of it!
So, as it was my time for a day off in the city, I took the bus to town. The flooding prevented me from returning on time, though, and I've been in Paramaribo for longer than expected. Luckily, Monique was gracious enough to put me up for the night. The hot shower was MUCH appreciated.
Sylva has told me that the water level is dropping now, and it's alright for me to return to Bergendal. So I'm off on the 6:30am bus tomorrow morning for another week in the bush. There is going to be a lot of work cleaning up the camp and putting it all back together - I already have a chore list. But I think this has been an important experience for me as well; learning to be flexible and deal with adversity is just as important as everything else I'm learning down here, and I can't wait to see what lessons I have in store for the next 4 weeks.
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