The surface of the water is as smooth as a mirror. The reflection of the surrounding landscape making it difficult to discern what is up and what is down.
No sign of life. Though we know that a few meters behind the impenetrable wall of tropical forest and dark waters lives a phenomenal amount of wildlife which calls this place home.
The smallest touch of our oars creates the most gigantic water circles I have ever seen, echoing over the water’s surface as far as the eye can behold. It’s time to paddle… The three of us – Kristof, our guide and myself – are kayaking in one of the most remote places we’ve ever been: the endless wetlands of the Brazilian Pantanal.