In less than three minutes from the visitor’s center, we pulled into the village near the monkey sanctuary. We hadn’t come across anyone selling bananas since we left Techiman, so we needed to find something to offer the monkeys to tempt them down from the trees. There were a few people selling small sachets of peanuts, so we got a few. Then I saw something I recognized from my time in Togo: small balls of deep fried bread, slightly sweet, that in Togo were called beignets. In Ghana, they are called bofroot.
“For the monkeys?” Stanley asked.
“Maybe,” I said. I hadn’t had breakfast, and I was hungry. I bought two, but they were good, so I ate them both. “Sorry, monkeys!” I said as I popped the last bite into my mouth.
A guide appeared shortly to walk us through the forest at the edge of the village. The moment we paused along the trail, we saw the tree branches shaking and heard the squeaks of expectant little mona monkeys as they raced to see what we had for them.
Three or four of them were in the trees nearby. This female was a little larger than a good sized cat.
Her baby was not far behind. How cute is that!!
I was thrilled at how close they were coming, but the 10x zoom really helped.
The guide explained that in this area, the monkey is a sacred animal for the villagers. No one is allowed to bother them or harm them in any way. Even if they come into the village and steal food, it doesn’t matter. No one touches them.
Stanley said he much prefers coming to Boabeng-Fiema and doesn’t take visitors to Tafi Atome monkey sanctuary any more. You are almost guaranteed to see monkeys at Boabeng, while at Tafi Atome not so much.
There were six or eight of them hovering around us now. No doubt the frequent visitors with food treats was encouraging the monas to come around.