The distant sound of the dying ape’s last cries echoing ominously was a painful reminder of the predators following my every step. Mosquitoes buzzed loudly, and the sweat that dripped from my head added to the itchiness of my bites. Leeches littered the floor along with puddles of blood which oozed down my legs. I had a tough twig in my hand as I tried to peel off the remaining leech which continued to suck greedily at my blood. I grunted when at last the leech fell to the ground and squirmed there angrily as it was flicked away from its warm feast. I gazed in despair at my gruesome blood specked legs and wrapped them both with gauze after applying some soothing cream. I picked up my things and slipped them into my sack silently cursing the leeches which clung on to my legs after wadding through a murky pool of water. After padding for a few hours in the vast hot jungle. A few monkeys chattered loudly as they swang from tree to tree.
An extract from Explorer Ronald.Prairie’s Diary