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White-handed gibbons are dimorphic -
they come in either black or tan. They don’t change colors; they
are simply born black or born tan. A brother and sister can be
different colors. A black female abruptly swung into view. A tan baby
was clinging to her tummy. Baby gibbons are so cute that there’s a
trade for them among some Thais. They’ll shoot a mother with her
baby, hoping that the baby survives the fall. If it doesn’t, they
simply look for another pair. Baby gibbons are one of the cutest
animal babies in the wild. Uncaring bar owners in Thailand like to
dress baby gibbons up in human baby cloths to draw tourists into
their establishments. Some tourists, ignorant of the cruel methods
used to collect the animals, are lured by these little lovelies.
Once grown however, gibbons in
captivity become unruly. Their owners have a problem. You can guess
how some of them take care of it. Others take their ‘pets’ to the
Gibbon Rehabilitation Project on Phuket Island where, hopefully, they
can eventually be returned to the wild.
This momma didn’t have to worry
about us. She went about her business with baby on board. We’d
watch her swing and hold our breaths. We’d watch her jump and it
made us very uncomfortable. We all commented to each other how we
wished she wouldn’t take so many chances.
The other gibbons seemed to be
taunting the macaques. They’d get really close, then the macaques
would take chase. Don’t put your money on the macaques. A couple of
Tarzan-like swings and Mr. Gibbon is whole tree away. We sat and
watched this performance for a long time.
While all of this was going on, Common
Flameback woodpeckers were busy chipping away soft bits from the dead
trees in the water. Dead trees from the creation of this massive 165
square kilometer are still holding on throughout the reservoir.
Flamebacks are marked by vivid golden backs and black and white scaly
breasts. Males have a scarlet red crest.
A couple of Dusky langurs were eating
leaves in the trees behind the trees with the gibbons and macaques.
Raptors use these trees too. They make
great viewing platforms for these predators. A male Crested Serpent
Eagle sat proudly on one of the trees in front of us. He was not
concerned about us either. I could easily see his scaly feet and
talons through my binoculars. Occasionally, we’d make eye contact.
I don’t know how the eagle felt, but I was loving it.
A brood of Red Jungle Fowl started
clucking to our left. It is believed that these are the chickens from
which all of our domestic chickens derive.
The eagle glided over to a different
tree. Just below him, a yellow dotted monitor lizard was sprawled out
on a limb. The lizard was most likely trying to get warmed up a bit
after the previous shower. It was certainly too big for the eagle, so
it didn’t even bother to look up
A pair of Blue-eared kingfishers sat
waiting for a meal on the lower trees at the water’s edge. There
colors were more vibrant than this same species shows in the nearby
saltwater Phang Nga Bay for some reason.
Some of the macaques were climbing a
very tall palm tree. Most of the berries were gone, but a few
remained. Suddenly, a gibbon jumps to the palm. After climbing
halfway up, it looked back to see a macaque following. The gibbon
went even higher. We thought that it was getting to high to make a
safe jump to any of the trees below as the palm was twice as high as
the surrounding trees. We all held our breaths. The macaque made its
move and the gibbon gracefully slipped around and down. More macaques
went up the palm.
The black mother gibbon with baby
dangled in a tree near the palm. She jumped to the palm and started
slowly scrambling up the tree. "Oh no!", we almost all said
together. There are a lot of macaques in that tree. We’ve already
seen that gibbons and macaques don’t really get along. We hoped
that this wouldn’t mean trouble.
She climbed on. A couple of smaller
macaques clambered up behind her. There was nothing we could do. We
sincerely hoped for the best. Out of the blue, a big male macaque
comes into view. It was hidden in the thick underparts of the palm.
We never even noticed him. "This is not good," we thought.
All of our concern ended up being for
naught. The black female gibbon just walked right past all of the
macaques and took a seat by some palm berries. Who knows why she had
such an easy time when all of the other gibbons seemed to be attacked
whenever they ventured too close to the macaques. We didn’t
understand it, but we’re glad to see that happy ending.
Have you been keeping track of how
many animals we had in front of us? They’ve all been there during
this whole gibbon/macaque interaction. I’ll help you - Southern
Pied hornbills, a Black Giant squirrel, a Crested Serpent eagle, a
monitor lizard, Red Jungle Fowl, Blue-eared kingfishers, Common
Flameback woodpeckers, a couple of Dusky Langurs, Pig-tailed macaques,
and White-handed gibbons. It’s not unusual for Khao Sok, as we
normally see this much variety every day. It was unusual that it was
all in front of us at once and for a long time.
Our senses fully satisfied, we moved
on. Some rain approached from behind us, but I knew it would be a few
minutes before it got to us. I looked up in a dead tree and noticed a
single bird perched. I got my binoculars focused and saw that it was
an Oriental Hobby, a small noble-looking raptor. The curtain of rain
drew closer. A Stork-billed kingfisher, with its bright orange breast
and deep blue wings, raced across our bows. I tucked my binoculars
into the dry bag under the bungy cords on the deck of my kayak. It
rained for a while.
We paddled on, enjoying the recent
memories that we knew we would remember for a long, long time to come.
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