Monkey Attack!

Ok, so it didn't actually succeed at attacking me, but it would have if the water hadn't been just a couple of feet away!

Today we rented a double-seated kayak for three hours, and eventually found ourselves on the most lovely little beach ever. We were the only people there. After some fish-watching, cookie-eating, and sunscreen-re-applying, we ducked back into the crystal clear water for a final swim before returning the kayak.

Suddenly, I saw a monkey come out of the trees and head straight for our stuff. When this happened on Tuesday at a more populated beach, I just walked out of the water toward the monkey and it ran away. Today, no such luck. I exited the water and walked towards it, assuming it would run. Instead, it bared its fangs and lunged towards me!

Shocked, I spun around and ran back into the sea. Apparently monkeys don't like getting wet, because it stopped shortly before reaching the water. It then returned to peruse our stuff.

After some quick consultation, we decided that it wasn't going to give up access to our things without a fight, so we came up with a weapon: rocks. From our position down at the water, we began throwing rocks at it. It bared its fangs a few more times, but didn't charge again and instead crept back into the trees. We then took turns standing guard while reassembling our belongings. The last we saw of the monkey, it was smuggling a coconut from the water's edge into the jungle.