Three Singles to Adventure
Gerald Durrell is on his way to South America on a quest to capture specimens that have never before been brought back alive. And it turns into quite an adventure when he encounters timid squirrel monkeys, wailing rats, an overly affectionate bird christened Cuthbert and a bad-tempered anaconda! Bringing back a living collection of animals can be frustrating, exciting and damned hard work, but it’s never dull!
Gerald Durrell was one of Britain’s best-loved naturalists, whose books, including My Family and Other Animals, continue to entertain and amuse generations of children and adults alike. Fifteen of his classic titles have now been republished by Bello.
‘Stuffed with exquisitely ridiculous situations'
animals had been in that sack, but it had been quite long enough. I found that the two large ones had whiled away their captivity by decapitating the smallest, and they were busy having a gory cannibalistic orgy. It took us a long time to get the two survivors into the cage, for they seemed to resent being interrupted in the middle of such a fine meal. They attacked us viciously, screaming and hissing with open mouths and making things more difficult by winding their prehensile tails round
we took back to have cooked for supper. Hardboiled, I discovered, they tasted like sweet chestnuts. Presently, wiping the egg-stains from our mouths, we made our way across the sandbank and plunged into what appeared to be thick forest. But it turned out to be only a dense, narrow belt of trees bordering the river, and we soon found ourselves out on the savannah once more, moving waist-high through the crisp, sun-withered grasses. The going was difficult, for interspersed with the ordinary tough
eye was a mystery: perhaps some Amerindian arrow had pierced it, or perhaps he had fought with a jaguar long ago, and in the struggle the great cat’s claws had burst the ball. Whatever the cause, the accident did not seem to affect him, for he lived happily in the lake, lording it over the smaller cayman like a reptilian Nelson. He swam up to within thirty feet of where we were sitting, and then turned and made off to the other end of the lake. There he floated with his blind eye towards us.
Fish and Turtle Eggs 5. After the Anteater 6. Capybara and Cayman 7. Crab Dogs and Carpenter Birds 8. The Toad with Pockets 9. Pimpla Hog and Tank ‘e God Finale Afterword A Message from the Durrell Wild life Conservation Trust A Word in Advance The following book is an account of a trip I made to British Guiana during 1950 with my partner, Kenneth Smith. Our object in going there was to bring back, for various zoological gardens in this country, a living collection of the birds,
said, starting to run towards the river. As I reached the bank I could see the trap rope stretched taut from the tree branch. I switched on the torch, and the rope started to vibrate and dip, and from the base of the small cliff there arose a fearsome noise, a combination of snorts, splashings, and loud thuds. I ran to the edge of the cliff and looked down. Ten feet below me the boats that had formed the sides of the trap had been pushed wide apart, and in the water between them lay one of the