A slippery future —
After six days in the rainforest I was too exhausted last night to do anything but wash the sweat off, and search for a bite to eat and a beer. I walked into Limbe along the bluff that stares at the sole Cameroonian near-shore oil rig, in the Bay of Guinea, it’s now is flanked by two new exploration ships—the bay will someday be littered with rigs.
It has small complaint —
Somewhere around six-thirty last night the sun disappeared in a golden peach swirl of storm clouds over the Bonny Bight and into Nigeria, apparently so to my internet connection from the Hotel Marimare.
Into Korup NP —
I knew this was my only opportunity to see inside Korup NP, I wanted to get an early start and make a full day of it, which included getting well inside the rainforest.
You would think after 30 plus years of working freelance (no, in this case that is not code for I don’t have a job) I would have figured out that projects, especially big gnarly ones like Great Apes 2020 are a roller-coaster — and one in every manner imaginable: economic, logistic and especially emotional. The past couple weeks have definitely been a microcosm of the whole adventure.