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Published: December 9th 2006
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In order to see this incredibly rare langur, we had to leave Cuc Phuong with Mr. Kwa at 6 a.m. We drove to Van Long, a picturesque area with karst-like formations rising from the land around there.
(To read more about Delacour's langur, click
here.)
Mr. Kwa awoke a woman in a house who, in turn, jabbed her husband awake and he wandered out with a paddle and led us to the water. We climbed in a boat made of bamboo and floated through shallow water filled with beautiful grasses and stalks of grass dotted with pink snail eggs.
"Langurs?" Wendy said. He shook his head and pointed in the other direction and kept rowing. For an hour he paddled us around a beautiful wetland area with kingfishers and beautiful birds nearby. We could see squirrels high in the rocks nearby, but no langurs. We went into a cave. No langurs.
So we didn't see langurs. But it was still very, very beautiful. As we returned to shore, half a dozen water buffaloes chomped on grasses nearby, neck deep in water. Anyone know how to get a happy water buffalo out of the water? That seems like
Three women squatting by the side of the road
They were watching our boat return from the langur-less langur spotting. a pretty tough task.
We're now back in Hanoi and preparing to leave for Bangkok tomorrow!
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Judy Pell
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genus Presbytis???
Some of our Presbyterians could qualify as langurs... (a laugh a day..) LOve, Grammie and my langur ..Grampie