Showing posts with label squirrel monkeys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label squirrel monkeys. Show all posts

Monday, January 16, 2017

Monkey Jungle

By Kristy McCaffrey

Over Christmas, my family and I went on our first-ever cruise. My husband and I were celebrating our silver anniversary and wanted a way to bring our college-aged children, significant others, and grandparents together in an easy way. One of our stops was the Dominican Republic, where we visited Monkey Jungle, a sanctuary for squirrel and capuchin monkeys who have been rescued from the exotic pet trade and the inevitable abuse that occurs from it.

A squirrel monkey mama and her baby.

Squirrel monkeys.

We first entered a large enclosure with each of us bearing a plate of banana slices and raisins. Although we were told not to touch the squirrel monkeys, the monkeys didn’t get the memo. While they have little affinity for humans, they’ve been conditioned to approach for food, and to everyone’s delight they hopped all over us. It was a unique opportunity to see these little creatures up close.

My mom making a new friend.
My daughter Kate making an offering.

The mamas were quite agile with the babies on their backs.
My son Ben.
Ben's girlfriend, Layla. She was very nervous, but check
out the photo below.

My son Sam.
Sam's girlfriend, Alex. I think she got this little
guy to pose.
This is me, trying not to startle them, although they
certainly startled us.
My dad.

The monkeys didn't seem to mind all the attention.
In a smaller enclosure nested inside the larger one, the sanctuary also housed several capuchin monkeys. These much bigger primates were so aggressive that we were cautioned not to approach the cage. Capuchins can be quite manipulative and will entice you close with air kisses and the waving of their hands only to steal your iPhone and break it.


Capuchin monkeys.

The capuchins, unfortunately, were all severely abused and bear long-term emotional scars. Our lively guide—a young biology student from Minnesota—shared that socially they are all a bit off. For instance, one of the males has no interest in female capuchins and has instead imprinted his romantic longings on the human biologist. She says there are times when their interactions become a bit weird.

Another male, who is the largest and should therefore be the alpha, has no idea how to attain that position, so a smaller male has filled that spot. Apparently, one day the larger one accidently fought back and by rights became the alpha. He was so distraught that he cried all day because he had no idea what to do. Within a day, the group of females had turned away from him and given alpha status back to the smaller male.


Monkey Jungle is a well-run facility and their work in helping these challenged monkeys is admirable.


Thursday, May 8, 2014

Costa Rica: Golfo Dulce And Osa Peninsula

By Kristy McCaffrey

I just returned from the mystical rainforest of southern Costa Rica. Instead of boring you with insights from my trip, such as: bring a headband because in 95% humidity you will have no hairstyle...ever, or bring U.S. Dollars (in small bills) because for some reason the local population want nothing to do with their own currency (colones), or pack light but bring as much underwear as you can because even after a sink rinsing, they still won't smell fresh (did I mention that you sweat constantly?).

Instead, I'll let my photos transport you to the magic of one of the most bio-diverse places on earth.
Our room at Playa Nicuesa Lodge, located on the
Golfo Dulce.
The rainforest of Costa Rica.
Spotted Dolphin
Sea snake--a rare sight and very poisonous.
Sign on beach at Playa Nicuesa.
And here's the reason for the sign. The locals call
him Fernando.
Gecko.
Bat in an abandoned barn.
A local frog hanging out near our room.
Pit viper--very poisonous.
Our mode of transportation.
Near the Drake Bay airport (and I use the term 'airport'
loosely), we found several of the mysterious stone
spheres known to exist in Costa Rica. Usually made of a type
of basalt, limestone, or sandstone, they can weigh up to
15 tons and are thought to be anywhere between 1000 to
2000 years old. Their purpose isn't known. An interesting side
note: similar spheres have been found in Mexico, Peru,
Bosnia, New Zealand, and one on Easter Island.
Brahman cattle.
Mica snake ~ non-poisonous.
Our accommodation at Copa de Arbol
in Drake Bay.
The lodge staff would greet us at the end of the day
with a fresh coconut. Very refreshing!
Brown boobys wait on a log for dolphins to herd fish
to the surface.
A scarlet macaw, so beautiful and so noisy. Our guide used
my phone camera to photograph this one high in the rainforest
canopy by placing it up to his high-powered scope.
Spider monkey in Corcovado National Park.
Spider monkey.
Howler monkey showing his testes and urinating.
We got the hint--he's in charge.
Howler monkey. Only the alpha males howl, a very eerie sound
that echoes throughout the rainforest.
Coati, similar to a raccoon.
Sleeping tapir, a large herbivorous mammal.
Toucan.
Capuchin, or white-faced, monkey.
Capuchin monkey.
Capuchin monkey.
Iguana.
Vulture.
Squirrel monkeys.
Squirrel monkey.
Coffee beans. The harvest is in the fall.
Leafcutter ant. They're everywhere and haul leaves back to the
nest to feed a fungus, which they dine upon. 
On our last night in San Jose, we found this nest just outside
our lodging door. Two baby birds had just hatched, with
a third on the way.
After long days in the jungle, a mango margarita hit
the spot...

...along with a traditional Costa
Rican meal, the casado.
When in Rome...sturdy rubber hiking
boots make trekking through
the rainforest much more enjoyable.
Pura Vida!