the
search for manguante balsa
I'd heard of
the Manguante Balsa, a special type. It grows only in a certain area
in Latin America where the rainforest meets the sea. It should only
be cut at a certain time of the lunar cycle, according to native lore.
When we arrived
at our destination, led by our trusty guide, Fito, it was two weeks
until the "manguante season." Fortunately for us, nearby was
a crescent shaped bay with a beautiful lush palm lined beach with perfect
waves.
We whiled the
time surfing, exploring the rainforest and marking balsa trees for harvest.
We'd surf all day, Fito would fish all night. When we came in from our
early morning session, Fito would have breakfast ready. Fish or lobster,
scrambled eggs and rice and beans.
Fito had grown
up in the rainforest and knew where to find the perfect wood for our
needs.
We took only
enough balsa for my next quiver, being careful not to damage the fragile
rainforest ecosystem.