06/01/2021
Story of Mad Honey Hunters
42 years have passed since this man had the dream that led him to follow this path. He was 15 years old, and it happened the night after the day he first helped his father gather honey.
"I saw two beautiful women," he recalls. Suddenly I found myself trapped in a spider web lying on a cliff face. I was trying to free myself when I spotted a great white monkey above me. He dropped his tail, and the women helped me catch it. Then the monkey pushed me up and I escaped.
The elders, including his father, told him that this monkey was Rangkemi, the guardian spirit of bees and monkeys, a sometimes angry entity that lives in dangerous places that few humans dare to access. They guaranteed him that Rangkemi would allow him to safely go to the cliffs, and that they would never punish him or his family for taking the precious honey. That day Mauli threw on his back the unusual and heavy burden of being a Kulung honey gatherer. Since then, he has risked his life every spring and fall to collect that sweet hallucinogenic substance from the same cliffs that, a generation earlier, his father had worked.
Mauli was born by the light of a bamboo torch in Chheskam, a village on the other side of the valley. There was no school there; his classroom was the steep terraces of the mountains, where he spent his youth mowing grass and raising cattle. For many Kulung, poverty and isolation are the cause of premature death. Mauli had four siblings, but two of them died; he has been married and widowed three times, so he has had to raise his four daughters, two sons, five grandsons and a few other relatives who come and go from his cabin all the time.
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Han pasado 42 años desde que este hombre tuvo el sueño que lo llevó a seguir este camino. Tenía 15 años, y sucedió la noche siguiente a la jornada en que ayu...