Oct
20th, 2012 - "I See You"
We woke up to another disappointment. No images on the camera traps and no new paw prints. Patience, I keep telling myself. Don't move the cameras just yet. We have no idea the actual size of this animal's territory, so it may be several days before it returns this way. One villager told us tracks are spotted every four or five days. I am hopeful this pattern continues.
We woke up to another disappointment. No images on the camera traps and no new paw prints. Patience, I keep telling myself. Don't move the cameras just yet. We have no idea the actual size of this animal's territory, so it may be several days before it returns this way. One villager told us tracks are spotted every four or five days. I am hopeful this pattern continues.
We
broke camp after breakfast and set out further into the jungle.
Travel
time for me was about one hour. The direction was southwest. We
heard reports of a villager tending her cattle that had recent
contact with a tiger.
People
find each other out here using a human form of echo location. Loud
sounds vocalized in a call and response fashion. It is effectively
used to find people and judge distance.
We
were able to find the young woman in thirty minutes time and then followed her into her home for tea.. She told
us that 3 days ago, she heard a tiger “barking” in the night.
Very loud sounds, giving the impression that the animal making these
sounds was very large. She said that she went out with a flashlight
as her cattle may have been in jeopardy. She was not able to spot
the animal. I asked the woman why she believes what she heard was a
tiger? Through my translator she told me that this past April she
saw a tiger in the day time and heard these same sounds coming from
it. She said the tiger would pass through almost every morning. “I
know what a tiger sounds like.” she said. I showed the young woman
a series of photographs. Tigers, leopard, snow leopards and clouded
leopards, I started with leopard photographs. “No, It wasn't this
one” she said confidently. “it had stripes, not spots.” I
flashed to the photographs of the adult tiger. “It was like this
one, only smaller. And the head was smaller, like in the other one.”
(photograph of the leopard.) She convinced me that she knew actually
what she had seen. We asked her if she had ever seen a leopard in the
area. “No” she reported. She then told us that in the village
about an hour's walk south (one hour for them, maybe one and one half
hour's walk for me) word surfaced of a calf being killed in the night
by a tiger a few days ago. She said that villagers ran out and
scared the tiger away but it had already killed the calf and was
trying to feed upon it. The next morning, the villagers salvaged the
meat from the calf. We decided to send one of our team members into
the village to investigate.
The
rest of our team headed back up north into the jungle and came upon
an 80 year woman who has been living in the area for 30 years.
Surely, she has knowledge of tiger activity in this area. She
invited us into her home for tea and fresh milk. Inviting travelers
into your home for tea or the alcoholic brew chung,
is very common. She said without wavering that tigers live in this
jungle. She told us that she used to see tigers frequently during
the daylight hours but that the villagers “discouraged” the
tigers to present themselves by harassing them, among other things.
Now, she said “I only see and hear them at night.” She said
that the last time she actually saw a tiger during the day was seven
years ago.
She
was able to describe what tigers look like and said that there are
also smaller wild cats in the area. Some of the wild cats are feral
cats she told us, the males often leaving a village family for the jungle, once
they became adults. I was amazed when she told us that she was able
to identify tiger scratch posts, scat and paw prints. “The female
prints are smaller than the males, and right now we have a female in
the area.” Wow.
Now
on my second cup of tea, the old woman said “Its good that you are
trying to find and protect the tiger. But is the tiger wanted you to
find her, she would show herself to you.” Deep,
I thought.
Now
I couldn't resist.
“Do
you know what a Yeti is?”
“Yes”
“Have
you ever seen one?”
“No,
but my father did. They (Yeti) are all gone now. They aren't around
anymore. Died off.”
She
told us that her father said they were “pre-human” beings that
shared the mountains. She told us that very few of the Yeti were
left when she was a child.
Fascinating.
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