Saturday, February 21, 2009

Anaconda

One of the greatest fears of the river would be encountering an anaconda. Thankfully I never encountered one—but my husband and boys did! They were returning home from a relatively unsuccessful hunting trip when they came upon this anaconda swimming in the river. Not that they would have looked for one, but when the river is the laundromat, the local water hole and the bathing area for the various villages along the river, well, anacondas are just not welcomed! My husband tried to convince me that was the last one in the river and I had no worries. Hmmm... . Wouldn't you have liked to believe him?

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