In the Wilds of South AmericaMiller, Leo E. (Leo Edward)
Philosophy
In the Wilds of South America
Miller, Leo E. (Leo Edward)
Natural history -- South America; South America -- Description and travel
Quechua Indians wearing the costume used during the reign of the
Incas, five hundred years ago 358
Ploughing at Rosario de Lerma 374
Tilcara, showing the stream and valley and the snow-capped Andes
in the distance 374
The lagoon in the Chaco, Embarcacion 380
Paramo above Tafí 380
The great crested tinamou 402
A burrowing owl 402
Skinning a boa 404
Boa sunning itself at the entrance to a vizcacha burrow 404
Oculto, or _Tucotuco_, a rare rodent with mole-like habits 406
Gray fox, abundant in the semiarid regions 406
Long-tailed vizcacha of the high Andes 410
Short-tailed vizcacha of the Argentine lowlands 410
Rice-fields at the foot of the Andes Mountains, Sarmientos 416
MAPS
Sketch map of the south-central part of the Amazon drainage
system 241
Routes taken by the author in his South American explorations
_At end of the volume_
_PART I_
COLOMBIA
CHAPTER I
BUENAVENTURA TO CALI, AND THE CAUCA VALLEY
The voyage from Panama to Buenaventura, the more northern of Colombia’s
two Pacific seaports, requires but two days’ time. Owing to numerous
reefs and rocks that render navigation perilous along the coast of
northwestern South America, it is necessary for ships to sail far out
into the Pacific. Banks of low-hanging fog, encountered at frequent
intervals, add further to the skipper’s difficulties.
The captain of the _Quito_ followed a simple plan for finding port.
It was his custom to steam in a southerly direction about forty-eight
hours, and then head toward the coast. Once in sight of land, there was
little difficulty in getting his bearings, although it frequently meant
steaming back a distance of ten or fifteen miles.
At noon on the second day out we entered what might be called the belt
of perpetual rain, and for three hours water fell in such torrents
that it seemed a solid wall. When the deluge had ceased and the last
wisps of blue-gray vapor melted into oblivion, the shore-line, dim and
distant, could be discerned. The faint outline of a rugged coast became
gradually sharper; jagged rocks, frowning precipices, and dark, gloomy
forests slowly unfolded themselves to the vision. The magnitude of it
all was most impressive.
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