The Berbice River of Guyana Flag 99 August 9—21, 2011 With preliminary expedition to Guyana February 9—16, 2011 The Berbice River of Guyana Flag 99 August 9–21, 2011 With preliminary expedition to Guyana February 9–16, 2011. ‘Naar de Barrebiesjes gaan’ (Get thee to Berbice), is the equivalent of ‘Go to Hell’ in Dutch. This modern day expression is a hold-over from the horrors experienced by Dutch settlers and slaves on the Berbice River during the 1760’s bloody slave revolts there, says British author, John Gimlette, in his recent book "Wild Coast Travels on South America's Untamed Edge." Did it merely chronicle a bloody regional history or was it symbolic of the area’s present as well? We wanted to see for ourselves. Gimlette warned that “people in Georgetown, Guyana’s capital, spoke of Berbice as if it were another planet; upriver (where we were going) was impossible; there were no roads or telephones, and often everything is flooded. Take a gun and a satellite phone, although don’t expect any help,” was the advice. He concluded that “everyone seemed to agree that Berbice was remote, backward and different.” To most, the entire country of Guyana, not just the Berbice, is relatively remote. Unfortunately, many only have the vague recollection of the place where the Reverend Jim Jones induced his 900 religious cult followers to drink the Kool-Aid. Some recall that it was originally the Crown Colony of British Guiana, while others simply confuse it with Guinea or Ghana in West Africa. Few remember the alleged CIA rigged election of Dictator Forbes Burnam over reputed Communist Dictator Cheddi Jagan, and the ensuing years of economic challenge that continue to this day. In fact, collectively all three Guianas—Guyana, Suriname, and French Guiana—are relatively remote, and the trio may well comprise the last relatively unexplored region in this hemisphere. So, if Berbice was among "the most remote, backward and different” places within this entire extraordinary venue, it certainly warranted serious exploration. 1 2 We began our adventure when our Caribbean Air flight arrived in Georgetown. There are two Caribbean Air flights from the US that customarily arrive at approximately the same time: one from NYC and the other from Miami. The night our team member, Dave Steadman arrived, the NYC flight crashed and broke in two. Dave was on the Miami flight and arrived safely, as did we, albeit a week later. After a night in Georgetown, we met up with Alex Mendes and Luke Johnson, two Guyanese members of our Expedition. We loaded our gear in a 4x4 and began the eight hour drive overland to the Berbice. Log bridges were passable with care as this was the dry season. Flat tires and winching another 4x4 from the mud as we forded little rivers en route provided welcome interludes from the pot-holed slog. Of course, as those readers familiar with the tropics are well aware, the ‘dry season’ is a relative term as it still rains almost every day. One’s clothes never dry out. The ‘rain forest’ did not get its name for nothing. Although our driver was heavily armed as was customary due to the bandits and drug gangs on this road, he did not need to use either of his two weapons in this trip with us. This was not the case between the time he brought us to DuBuLay and the ten days later when he returned to drive us back to Georgetown. Unfortunately, during that time on the same route, he was shot in the left hand. Author Gimlette also began his visit to Berbice with Portuguese Guyanese, Alex Mendes, the owner of DuBuLay Ranch. This 30,000 acre cattle station, 90 miles from the coast on the west bank of the Berbice River was Gimlette's most distant upriver location. For us, it was the starting point for our quest to press on into unexplored regions toward its source. 3 Our Expedition Had Three Objectives: 1. Archeology – Observe the major excavation at DuBuLay and continue the search for potential undocumented archeological sites upriver. 2. Critique Unique Fauna – Ornithology—Catalogue all bird species—and record all other wildlife. 3. Pure old fashioned exploration of uncharted territory in Teddy Roosevelt "River of Doubt" mode. Plant Flag 99 where no scientist has been before. Archeology 1. We started planning our expedition not long after August 2009, when Dr. David Steadman, Research Chair at the Museum of Natural History and Curator of Ornithology at University of Florida, Dr. Michael Heckenberger, Professor of Archeology, at University of Florida (UF), with assistance from scholars at University of Wisconsin and University of Guyana, preliminarily excavated what showed prospects of becoming an extremely significant pre-European contact archeological site. The important discovery was on part of DuBuLay Ranch. 4 Members of the original UF/Guyana archeological team, with a bevy of graduate students, began a major excavation of the site, at DuBuLay Ranch site in the weeks before our arrival. Our plan was to arrive at the site at the time these researchers were closing the trenches, and cataloging the thousands of newly unearthed stylistically distinctive pottery shards. Our timing was perfect. We actively observed them as they documented what may prove to be one of the most significant archeological discoveries on the South American continent in many years. Although prior archeological studies have shown that Guyana's indigenous people, or Amerindians, have been living in the area, now called Guyana, since around 9,000 BC, they were originally nomadic hunters and gatherers. Prior to DuBuLay, it was thought that most inhabitants of the region were coastal and that they only began supplementing their food by cultivating the land in more permanent communities there between 3,000 and 4,000 years ago. The UF/Guyana team, under the tutelage of Dr. Heckenberger, is now carbon dating significant numbers of pottery shards from the extensive diggings. The scientific community awaits the official publication in recognized journals. Dr. Heckenberger believes the results will be ready for publication prior to ECAD 2012. 5 We spent two days observing the UF/Guyana team as they photographed, examined, cataloged, and packaged their extensive findings. Due to the bauxite (aluminum ore) in the soil composition, some pottery was noticeably light of weight—a very interesting discovery. Trade pieces such as the pictured amethyst from Brazil were observed. Relative quality of early artisan workmanship was evident in many pieces such as this pendant. Our objective was to digest all newly discovered archeological information from this massive dig and scientifically utilize it in our research for additional undiscovered archeological sites in the unexplored zones upriver. So, explorer Charles Frederick “Rick” Thompson ll, MN’02; Dr.Dave Steadman; Jack Bierley, expedition co-sponsor, international lawyer, banker, and Club member candidate; Alex Mendes; African-Guyanese, Luke Johnson; and Wapishana native Guyanese, Josee, set off on day four in two boats. 6 Our mission was to explore new territory and carefully map potential sites for future archeologists to excavate. National patrimony is sacred and we respect the heritage of all indigenous peoples. So, we did not disturb newly discovered potential sites without a special Guyanese permit and Guyanese overseer, but we (hopefully) did make it easier for other archaeologists (perhaps University of Florida) to seek grants and Guyanese permission for future archaeological research. From the river, we first observed a possible archeological site in the WiWi Amerindian reservation and another at Yellow Sand Cliff. After pitching camp at Mappa Lake, an estuary of the river, we made note of three additional test sites and we were careful to choose areas scientifically calculated above best evidence historic flood levels, with lowest oily clay soil composition and proximity to water irrigation sources. This proved more and more difficult as we navigated 7 up river: the dominant clay not conducive to agriculture was almost everywhere. Savannahs (natural or man made) to provide sufficient open area to support crops—even small cassava plantings—were hard to create near the river due to elevation and away from it due to lack of water. One type of sighting that always drew our interest was a group of Curatella or sandpaper tree mounds. The sandpaper tree is so named because its leaves resemble in appearance and feel, rough sandpaper. It thrives on the same charcoal soil base artificially created by prior agriculturalists. These early inhabitants cleared forest trees, stacked them in piles and burned them for charcoal to enrich the soil for cassava. On days five, six and seven, we closely observed the Yellow Bluff prospect, three promising areas up a tributary of the Berbice, and a location where Guyanese archeologist, Aad Boomert had recorded the only prior archeological excavation on the Berbice by a Dennis Williams in 1976. We documented all findings. 8 2. Critique Unique Fauna Our primary focus was Dr. Steadman’s specialty, ornithology. Every day Dr. Steadman cataloged all the birds we heard and saw. We recorded in excess of 6,500 separate sightings of 211 species of birds. Attached is the list of species referenced day by day. Species observed included the extremely rare BloodColored Woodpecker (Veniliomis sanguineus), never believed to live this far from the coast, and the Hoatzin (Opisthocomus hoazin), the national bird of Guyana. When Dr. Steadman compared notes with international birding colleagues in Georgetown, all were amazed at these sightings, and began planning their own future ornithology expeditions to this new birding territory. In addition to birds, we made note of other wildlife observed: Fish, Mammals, Rodents, Reptiles, Amphibians and Invertebrates. To date, 225 species of mammals, at least 880 species of reptiles and amphibians have been identified in Guyana. Our team simply identified and documented many of these. It was not our purpose or intent to attempt to discover any new species. We merely hoped to open the door to this new frontier part of Guyana to let others know it exists so they can make more discoveries in their respective disciplines. One particular species of fish, the piranha, that is plentiful in the Berbice River became a bit of a nuisance to us. Due to the intense heat, and our need to preserve drinking water, bathing of necessity was in the river. In a bit of defensive posturing, in a token effort to keep our team members from becoming more like the often witnessed four-toed local Indian bush residents, Rick pulled out his fishing rod and caught both red and black piranha. We roasted the big black one over the coals and ate him. So much for catch and release, but conservation has its limits. 9 As to snakes, we observed the very poisonous Fer de Lance or Labaria (Bothrops atrox) in its almost invisible state, two feet from where we docked our boat. That was a tad disconcerting in that we did not see it at all when we landed; only on departure. Dr. Steadman saw the only Anaconda (Eunectes murinus). These sightings were difficult when we were there as the river was quite high in August, without normal banks, and these river snakes were still back in the swamps. The anacondas are usually plentiful, however, as our up-river host confirmed. Donald, the 69 year old Chinese/East Indian/African Guyanese, occupies the only house upriver. One night, Donald allowed us to throw our sleeping bags on his floor and hang our mosquito nets from his planked walls. As he entertained us with tales of his chosen solitary existence, let us proof his recently written novel— hand-pecked on his ancient typewriter—he remorsefully recanted that he had to kill 40 anacondas the year he mistakenly put his chicken coop too close to the river. He was pleased to report that his anaconda kill is now down to a more reasonable 5 or 6 a year since he moved the coop. He related that these boa constrictors grow throughout their lives, can reach 30 feet in length, and eat about anything. In addition to his chickens, these nocturnal carnivores gobble up peccary, deer, caiman, birds, fish, capybara and agouti. Almost no one ventures upstream from Donald's house. During the entire time upriver, we saw only one boat of Brazilian gold miners who were bringing supplies to their claim up river, and two loggers of tropical hardwoods. Monkeys were everywhere. Among primates observed were the Squirrel Monkey (Saimiri sciureus) - these very social small, slender, beautifully colored little fellows were usually in groups of 15 or more. Their pale gray sides, shoulders and rump contrast with their white mask around the eyes and forehead. We saw Black Spider Monkeys (Ateles paniscus), Guyana’s largest monkey, 50–75 cm with small head, long gangly limbs and prehensile tail covered with black hair except for its bare pink face. 10 Naturally, our alarm clock at 5 to 5:30 every morning without fail was the howling of the baboons, aka Red Howler Monkeys (Alouatta seniculus). The piercing snorts, grunts, roars and howls were deafening. You just knew that they were right on top of your tent even when they were across the river. Among mammals - as to carnivores, we saw Jaguar (Panthere onca) tracks from the previous night. (left) and Peccary (right) We were fortunate to observe a Giant River Otter’s (Pteronura brasiliensis) entire family. The territorial parents vocally warned us in no uncertain terms to keep our distance. They finally directed the otter family safely to shore. Our conservationist tendencies came to the forefront as we recalled that these huge furry unprotected creatures, not unlike a sea lions in appearance, casually called water dogs in Guyana, are easily and often hunted for their fur. 11 Reptiles, amphibians and invertebrates sighted also included Salamanders, Frogs and the Spectacled Caiman (Caiman crocodilus). At night it was a treat to shine one’s headlight along the river bank and watch the pairs of Spectacled Caiman eyes shine back, see them cruise across the river, and dive from sight. 12 3. Pure Old Fashioned Exploration For our third objective, we wanted to push further toward the source of the Berbice than any other scientist had traveled. In our preparatory fact finding expedition to Guyana in February, 2011, we determined that we could not actually reach the source or sources of the river. The swamps were simply too deep, waterfalls too high and treacherous, and the risks of chartering a small plane with no place to land, from people who may transport rather questionable types of cargo, managed to outweigh our desire to go where no one has gone before. Nevertheless, we planned to push ourselves to the limit. Since there are no available outfitters in Guyana like one might find in more “civilized” Mozambique or Zimbabwe, with inflatable rafts or otherwise more suitable boats, we had to make do with what was there. After all, this was an Explorers Club Flag Expedition. We managed to secure upriver a local wooden boat, smaller than our two regular boats, albeit still awkward and very heavy. Just as important as the boat was its owner, a savvy, local Guyanese river/woodsman, Francis, who would not let his boat go without him - to our good fortune. In or with the boat and Francis, we managed to cross over, through or portage five waterfalls or serious rapids. To successfully portage, we needed to cut a series of small trees over which we muscled/pushed/pulled the 500 pound boat over little mountains past the falls. 13 Finally, there was no place to portage. As we pondered our dilemma, we helplessly witnessed to our horror, our two river men as they attempted to take the boat up and directly through the Category 5 Rapids. The boat filled with water, and almost shattered, one man momentarily disappeared under the boat; disaster was narrowly averted. The mixture of river smarts and brawn saved the day. Any other two to five persons in the same situation would not have saved the boat and many could well have not saved themselves. That marked the end of river transportation pure and simple. 14 Four of us had cutlasses (machetes) so we continued on foot, hacking our way along game trails for a considerable distance. Finally when trails petered out and turned into pure impenetrable jungle, reasonableness returned, and we hoisted Flag 99 at a spot somewhere short of the source of the Berbice, but at a point where no self-respecting scientist has probably ever been. 15 Finale Respectively submitted, Charles Frederick “Rick” Thompson ll, MN’02 16
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