Day 13 – We go walkabout with our so called rellies . . .

We seem to have been given the impression that evolution is linear. A one way time-line. With no going back. From simple to sophisticated. Then to most sophisticated. If that’s what we deem ourselves to be. Yet it appears from the dinosaur period many marine ‘reptiles’ started their existence on land. A backward step? After all, aren’t we all just adapted fish. Living life in one huge murky pond?

The world over, no matter what the species, the babies and the youngsters seem to have the most fun and bring the most joy.

Our stop off at Affenberg, a short distance from tonight’s Gern Campinghof Salem, comes as a recommendation from a friendly guy at the wash-up. An ex-military engineer, who lives a short journey north of Monkey Mountain. Home to over 200 Barbary macaques.

We spend a couple of hours up in the hills chilling out with our super chilled out rellies.

Won’t someone come play with me?

Sorry. I haven’t finished my lunch.

From the treetop walk we have a birds eye view of playtime frolics.

They constantly search out tit-bits.

Every chance for fun is taken.