So when are you gonna give up the cows and the cold for a great place like that? I might have to learn to tolerate the heat for a place like that. Looks great!
We will be heading down about the end of Feb for 3 months and then again on Sept1st for a month and a half .
Yes it is a real shock to leave the cold and hit the warm weather each time we arrive. You gotta like heat and humidity or Panama is not for you .
With my back being fused the heat and humidity really seem to make a big difference . Its probably more all the walking we do than anything else .
Last trip down the guys introduced me to "hand Line" fishing and we had a ball . My caretaker even caught a Tarpon on a hand line ! No way he could bring it in as it just danced on the water then broke the line . ! It must have wieghed in at 20 pounds! The guys smoked the fish we caught over coconut husk and I must say it was the best smoked fish , I have ever eaten .
I do have to tell you a true story that happened on our last trip to the Island:
My wife has always wanted to put out Humming bird feeders and we were not able to locate any in Panama , so we bought a couple down from the states on our last trip . The effect was amazing and within days she was filling the 2- 32oz feeders twice a day and we were seeing hundreds of humming birds each day . The caretakers we have working on the place had never seen anything like it and would just stare as the humming birds surrounding the feeders . Sooner or later it was bound to happen and a couple birds got inside the house when the screen doors were open . It took quite a while to catch them as our cieling in the main room are 19 feet high at the peak . The poor little birds would fly until they were exhausted and then fall to the floor or furniture where my wife would gently catch them , give them some water , let them rest and release them back outside .
My one caretaker had told me that their Indian belief was that if you touched a wild bird the Boa snake would come and eat it that night and it would die . He was serious .
He told me the only way to save the bird was to spit on it before releasing it . Again he was serious . Being a honorary "Bugle chief" of the tribe I wanted to desperately honor their beliefs .
So the next day this litle Humming bird gets in the house and falls right into the damn sink full of soap water . My wife grabs it , cleans it all up and blows air on it to get its feathers to dry .
Yea ... you know whats comming......
So she hands me the bird without knowing anything about the Indian belief . I gently hold the bird while Anaro , my caretaker, looks on and I hock up a big wad of spit and let it fly , right on the bird .Anaro nodding in agreement .
My wife went balistic and yelled what the hell was I doing . I am trying to explain and Anaro is backing up looking for a quick exit . The little bird now has a wad of spit hanging off his beak and he don't look any to happy . It took 10 minutes to get her calmed down and the bird cleaned up for his return to the wild . Just in case you thought I made the whole story up :
My back hurts just thinking about it.
