A couple of months ago I wrote a piece for Perceptive Travel about hunting monkeys with the Mentawi in Indonesia. A number of you doubted the veracity of the story and called for photographic evidence. My claim that any such evidence was locked up securely in a storage unit in Sydney was greeted with similar disdain.
Well, it turns out my sister Melinda drops by this blog occassionally. And while she was tidying up her desk the other day came across this photo. She’d been saving it up to blackmail me at a later date when she needed a bit of cash.
It’s me and Magwan hunting in our loin clothes. Though, as the Mentawi are fond of saying, no monkey was ever caught by pointing at it.
So, there you have it. My credibility, modesty and dignity all destroyed in just one blog entry. Di and Bruno, I hope you’re happy!
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Looking smooth Peter, looking smooth……
That was on Siberut right? (as mentioned in several of your top 10′s in No Shitting) I was reminded of your tales of bark loincloths and monkey hunting last week while doing a map of the world jigsaw puzzle with my girlfriend. The Siberut piece was one of about seven that I successfully managed to place, though snaring the island belonging to Norway just south of Africa was my best move.
Ahhhh thanks for the amusement.
ahahahahaha Peter don’t you know by now to not post pictures like this on the internet. It will haunt you for the rest of your life.
But you should have known that the minute you stepped into that loin cloth.
Wow … I am suitably subdued and believing … not quite apologetic because it was worth doubting just for the results lol.
Dare I ask , just what is that sticking out of the loin cloth?