Boa Boy

Monday, March 3

Plan A: meet our pre-arranged Ecuadorian guide at the bus station for a hike to El Gran Canyon, The Grand Canyon, purportedly the most magnificent site in Tena.

Plan B: wait for our guide until we are sure he is chuchaqi (hungover) from Carnaval and not coming; take the bus by ourselves somewhere else.

We ended up using Plan B. When even the optimists in the group decided our guide wasn’t coming, we decided to strike out for Los Lagos, a nearby waterfall hike. I’m sure the waterfalls weren’t as spectacular as the Grand Canyon, but they made for a fun outing. The trail was composed of knee-deep mud, and it culminated in a crowded, cold pool and crashing waterfall.

On the way were other cool sights, like a section of pure rock through which the river had carved a deep channel (a natural waterslide for the brave of heart/brave of butt), a huge hairy black-and-orange tarantula wandering down the path, and a little boy with a full-grown boa around his body.

I discovered the boy when I got bored sitting around in the pool, so I decided to go exploring for snails and moss and other mundane organisms. Instead, I found an enormous boa and his keeper! The boy was hanging around nonchalantly, trying to play it cool, but he was obviously excited to get my attention – and then the attention of all eight German volunteers as they crowded around. I shamelessly asked to hold the boa a couple times and even got my photo taken with it, but I don’t know where that picture disappeared to.

Edit: I found the pictures!!!

The boy reminded me so much of myself as a little girl, when I would catch turtles from the campground lake or snakes from the woodland park and show them off to anyone who would look. (Let’s be honest, I still do that.) The boy explained how he had found the snake in the woods yesterday and taped its mouth shut so it wouldn’t bite. He said he was planning to release it in a few days.

At the end of the day, as we were walking down the main road to the bus stop, we spotted the same boy walking with his little brother – but there was no snake to be found. The boy’s backpack looked pretty full, though. I guess that makes as good a boa-carrier as anything!


  1. The origin story of the boa sounds suspicious to me. Did the boy really just find the snake? And actually tape up its mouth? Was the backpack wiggling and writhing? Sounds like a tall tale to me. Your dad would have tried to pull that off as a kid in Indiana.

  2. I think the boy probably did find the snake. The mouth was taped. I don't think he would have had the money to go buy a snake like that at the market. The backpack wasn't moving but the snake was the big, slow, thick kind.... If the snake wasn't in there, he would have had to let it loose at the waterfalls!

  3. Boas are pretty common in that neck of the woods. I've been bitten by large boas many time (having owned two of them). Not that big of a deal but maybe the tape was a good idea ...; ) I've never seen a wild boa. Hope you find that picture.



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