posted on Nov, 6 2007 @ 01:52 PM
Camping trip was great. We went into the deep end of the jungle, on high ground near the central mountain ranges. Cold, cold nights. Nice balmy
weather during the day. We ate mostly smoked porcupine meat but we managed to snare a mousedeer on the 10th day. That was a treat -- tender. They're
very smart and cunning. There was a day when all we could catch was catfish, I couldn't really stomach it on account of the algae taste, despite the
fact that the chef tried to cover the taste with lime, so I ate wild fruits that day. Good enough because the previous day we stumbled into a natural
orchard packed with fruits.
On the 7th day we saw [things] in the jungle. We didn't speak of it while we were there. Local lore says that you shouldn't. We adhered the the lore
as strictly as possible, because it's when you veer away from it is when you get hopelessly lost in the thick jungle. Every year about two dozen
people disappear without a trace in the jungles. It's mostly due to not following lore. Can't explain it, but it's the way it is in the Southeast
Anyway, since I'm no longer in the jungle, I can speak of it. I believe what we saw was an orang bunian. In local folklore, that's analogous
to the Western Wood Elves. It was definitely humanoid, about 4 1/2 to 5 feet tall, slender, fair skin, long hair. Probably female. At least I'd
prefer to think it was an orang bunian. Better them elves than a pontianak -- a vampire. Whatever it was, it scared us big time. The next day
we moved camp to somewhere closer to the local orang asli indigenous tribes. Local legend says that if the elves abduct you, you ain't seeing
civilization for at least ten years, if not ever.
I was kind of hoping to see Bigfoot, but then again, it was the wrong jungle. Bigfoot was apparently further south. Then again Bigfoot could be a hoax
because it isn't part of the regular cast of jungle characters in local lore.
On the 13th day we got another scare at night, when we were awakened by deep, grunting noises. Turns out it was a pack of wild boars passing through.
Still a bit scary, since those things will gore you to death if they feel threatened enough. Several nights we could hear tigers roaring in the
distance. Good to know there are still tigers aplenty. Or at least it was those two.
Oh yeah, almost forgot. We found a marijuana tree. Yeah, a tree. Not a bush, not a shrub. A tree. Two storeys tall at least, with a thick central
trunk. We didn't partake in it's pleasures, though, since getting stoned in the jungle is big no-no. You might accidentally walk through a
'portal'. Portals are spots in the jungle where you see two almost identical trees standing next to each other, forming a kind of mystical gate.
Most people who get lost usually wander into a portal accidentally. If you're ever in a jungle, never, ever walk through those sort of formations.
Walk around it. Even the animals do.
Lots of dos and don'ts when entering the jungle. Good for us we had a member in our party who grew up in the rural area, so going into the jungle we
had someone who was aware of most if not all the rites.
Anyway, back to civilization. You injured yourself at work? Hope it's not too serious. And that story about the kid who got killed by a baseball...
damn.. I thought that was only in movies (Lucky Number Slevin).