Amazon Rainforest | Wildlife of the Amazon Jungle | Nature Documentary

The Amazon – the greatest rainforest on earth. It is home for one in ten of all species. It may look like a vast tropical paradise,  but nothing could be further from the truth.

This is a landscape that is as much water as wood. And each year the two worlds collide… …when the forest fills with water. The Amazon is inconceivably vast.

It covers an  area of almost three and a half million sq kms. It is not a uniform landscape, but many, from lowland flood forest to  upland forests on dry ground. Within this green space a huge number  of animals strive to make a living.

Each morning howler monkeys greet the day. They are advertising their  ownership of a patch of forest. But their calls alert a keen-eyed killer.

The Harpy Eagle is the most powerful Bird of Prey in the world. Quite capable  of carrying off a Howler monkey. The Harpy’s wings are broad and rounded which allow it to manoeuvre through  the canopy with deadly precision.

The Harpy’s legs are as thick as a  man’s wrists and it has the largest talons of any eagle. It can carry  off prey the same weight as itself. But this time the giant Eagle’s  objective was only a branch.

The leaves are for the nest, which is in the  one of tallest trees in the rainforest. The fresh twigs may not be there  to build up or decorate the nest. The leaves of many plants in this forest contain  chemicals, poisons, to stop animals eating them.

And these leaves may act as an insect repellent. The eagles could be deploying chemical weapons! The uniform green of the Amazon hides many differences.

There are Terra  Firme forests on high ground… … and flood forests alongside  the myriad rivers and lakes. Many of the trees are engaged in a hidden  war where they use chemicals for protection. …something the woolly monkeys might wish for… …especially from insects… When not scratching, the monkeys  provide a service to the trees.

Figs offer nutritious soft  fruits full of small seeds. As they feed, the woolly monkeys pass the seeds  and so spread fig trees through the forest. In the unseen war, the trees fight to keep  their leaves, many use poisons to stop animals eating them, but at the same time  encouraging creatures to eat their fruits.

Most fruit is highly nutritious and this has  helped shape the sex lives of one resident… …the Cock-of-the-Rock. Each morning, after quickly filling up on fruit, the fabulously coloured males gather  at a communal display area, a lek. Each male ‘owns’ a low level perch… …and below it a small patch of ground.

It is because they are fuelled by fruit that  the males can spend most of the day displaying. The males compete amongst themselves, trying  to drive other males from their perches. The arrival of a plain coloured female… …and the males descend to their individual areas.

Curiously, the males now  stop calling and hardly move. They wait with all their feathers pumped up,  hoping the female will visit their patch. Males try to disrupt each others displays,  barging into the scene mid-action.

The female watches and assesses  the quality of the males on offer. The males use patches of sunlight  to heighten their splendour. She has chosen a male on the far edge of the  lek, where mating discretely takes place.

The trees offer edible fruit as a  reward to animals that spread their seeds. But many put up a chemical shield  to defend their leaves from being eaten. There’s an unseen war between  the trees and leaf-eaters.

And the most important consumer of leaves  in the Amazon is this small insect, …the leaf-cutter ant. Its jaws vibrate a thousand times a  second as it slices through leaves. The cut leaves are not eaten by the worker ants, for they may be toxic, instead the  ants carry them back to the nest.

As they travel the ants lay down  a scent trail to mark the way. The chemical - a pheromone - is so powerful that  each ant produces only one billionth of a gram. The cut leaf can weigh 20  times the ants own weight; the equivalent of us carrying a one tonne load.

More remarkable still, these mini-Hercules range more than a 100 metres from their nest.  The human equivalent of a 25 kms hike. As if the load were not enough,  smaller ants ride on the leaf, shot-gun style, to protect the  carrier from parasitic flies.

And flies are not the only danger. There is  a fungus that enters an ant’s body, eats it, then grows its own mushroom from the dead  ant, to spread its spores to yet more ants. The underground nest is huge, and may  house as many as 8 million individuals.

The leaves are taken to special chambers where a different class of ant cuts  them into smaller pieces. The purpose of all this industry is to  feed a fungus. The ants are farmers and the smallest kind of worker tends the fungus  gardens.

This is the food for the colony. The ants and the fungus depend totally on each  other. If the ants bring leaves that contain chemicals that upset the fungus, somehow it tells  the ants and they then gather different leaves.

The queen is a colossus in this Lilliputian world; and weighs 1500 times more  than the small gardener ants. Only she produces the eggs that will  turn into the many kinds of workers. The colony is always busy, digging new chambers to grow more fungus.

The spoil  is brought out and dumped. The ants have found one method  of dealing with toxic leaves. Other animals have found different  ways to overcome this challenge.

The mother sloth has her own  way of finding edible leaves… …very slowly. The reason for the sloth’s famous  lethargy is that leaves have little nutritional value. So the sloth saves  energy by a very low, slow metabolism.

The sloth uses her fine sense of smell  to find leaves with little or no poisons; and the baby learns from its mother. Movement is a real give away to a predator… …but this is no problem for the sloth,  which rests and sleeps for much of the day. There is excitement at the nest;  the eagle chick has hatched.

The mother will do most of the nest duties,  shading the baby from the fierce tropical sun. The chick will spend 5 months in  the nest as it grows to the size of its giant parents. In all that time they  will bring in branches as insect repellent.

The mother sees something move… It’s not the sloth, but a howler monkey. The monkey will be one of many that the parents bring to their single  chick over the coming months. Only the largest trees in the  forest can support the eagles’ huge nest.

And one of the birds’  favourites is the Brazil Nut Tree. It is a forest giant, and its fruits too are huge. The fruit weighs over 2 kgs and as the tree  can grow to 50m it has a long way to fall.

There’s even a record of a fruit  hitting and killing someone! The fruit is immensely hard and for a long time  it was a mystery as to what animal could open it. But we know now that this rodent, the agouti, both  eats the Brazil nuts and helps produce new trees.

The agoutis sharp incisors and  powerful jaws chip away at the case. But it takes a lot of patience and stamina  before the rodent reaches the nuts inside. The agouti eats some and  buries the rest for later.

Luckily for the tree, the agouti doesn’t  remember where all its buried treasure lies. And so, in the agouti, the Brazil Nut tree has  a well-paid gardener that even plants its seeds. The large seeds can lie dormant for  over a year before they germinate.

And the story doesn’t end  there for there is another animal that relies on the Brazil Nut fruit. This is a kind of poison dart frog. The frog gets its toxins from the ants and mites  it eats, which in turn get the poisons from the leaves.

The frog concentrates the poison and  advertises the fact with its bright colours. The female frog lays her eggs  on the damp forest floor. The male guards them and keeps them clean.

When they hatch he gives them a lift. The tadpoles stick to the  mucus on the frog’s back. The frog carries the tadpoles, one  by one, to empty Brazil nut cases.

He checks the miniature pond to see that  it has enough food for the tadpole to eat. In a couple of months young poison  dart frogs will emerge from the safe nurseries of the Brazil nut cases. The Amazon forest is a tough place to live.

No paradise, it is full of  hidden poisons and unpalatable plants that its inhabitants have to cope with. The howler monkeys must rest and sleep for  hours whilst they digest barely edible leaves. The night brings new challenges  and a different cast of animals.

Creatures that tuck away  out of sight during the day. And there are different fruits  to be found and consumed. The four-eyed opossum prepares for the night.

It’s an omnivore, a generalist. It uses its  sense of smell to find food in its dark world. But it has to compete with bats.

A large  fruit is an irresistible attraction. The four-eyed opossum needs to move quickly  if it is to fend off the hungry bats. They are absorbed with feeding, but  they must be wary of the opossum.

The allure of so much fallen fruit is  too much and once the opossum has left… …the bats return. They are in the grip of a feeding frenzy And fail to notice the opossum’s return. The Amazon is a world where much is hidden. 

Where the trees offer fruits whilst defending their leaves. A world of poisons, where  plants and animals fight an unseen war. But for both plants and animals  there is one huge challenge….

…the weather. The Amazon is a rain forest. As much as two  and a half metres of rain falls a year….

… and most is concentrated in the wet  season. The trees and their leaves play a crucial role in the weather; for half the  rain that falls comes from the forest itself. The leaves naturally release water vapour,  which then forms clouds and returns as rain.

The downpours are dangerous  for the Harpy Eagle chick. If the baby is drenched it will chill and die. These are perilous times for the  most powerful eagle on earth.

The rains transform the Amazon  forest and its many rivers. The water swells the rivers and as they  rise they begin to enter the forest. The rainstorms are so intense that the  forest becomes an amphibious world, half way between air and water.

The leaf cutter ants are in trouble. Their pheromone trails are washing away. The ants are disoriented.

Their highly  organised world is disintegrating, under the onslaught of the rain. And things are about to get even worse… It’s not just the torrents of water  from above. The rivers keep rising, overwhelming the ants trails.

The ants, the greatest harvesters of leaves in  the forest, are swamped by the rainy season. As the water rises, it spreads into the  forest and creates some of the most unique habitats in the world, the várzeas and  igapós – or seasonally flooded forests. Almost a quarter of a million  square kilometres of forest, an area three times the size  of Austria, is submerged.

The transformation is total. Where once birds perched and agoutis  fed, there are now new opportunities. At its peak the flood can reach  over 20 kms into the forest.

The water is green with microscopic  plankton, which feeds shoals of small fish as they move into the flooded forest. The fish set up home amongst the leaves of the forest floor; where ants  once carried their heavy loads. This male Rivulus is attracted by a female….

She is larger and sends out  strong come-hither signals But all is not as it seems. The male is enticed. But  he is courting with death.

The female was nothing of the  sort, but another species, Erythrinus, a fishy femme fatale, that mimics  a female and so lures the male to its death. As the water rises further into the  forest, larger predators move in with it. The mata-mata lives on the front line,  as the flood pushes into the trees.

It has its own method for catching fish. Its technique is to blend into the background. It looks like an old weed covered log.

Its disguise is so complete… that fish nibble its shell. This formidable predator’s only  limitation is that it must breath air. This restricts the mata-mata to the  shallow edges of the encroaching flood.

The turtle settles down again and waits… …and then explodes into action. For most fish the end is as  unexpected as it is sudden. The Brazilian name Mata-Mata may refer to the turtle’s ability to kill.

If  so it is highly appropriate. As the water fills the forest it causes  problems for some of its slower inhabitants. The sloth faces the new challenge of moving from tree to tree as it searches  for the least poisonous leaves.

The sloth is a surprisingly good swimmer… …which is just as well… Mother and baby can swim… …very slowly… … the short distances between trees… … as long as their fur doesn’t  become too waterlogged. Curiously the sloth’s wet fur  may be a blessing in disguise, for it encourages green algae to grow,  which provides a kind of camouflage! As the water continues rising up the branches  of the trees, a male splashing characin moves in and sets up territory.

And it soon attracts a female. The male guards an anonymous  patch of water below a twig. The splashing characins are unique among all fish  in laying their eggs on leaves above the water.

The act of mating requires extraordinary  coordination and perfect timing. The reason for all this precision is  that the fish’s eggs are safer on a leaf out of the water, away from hungry  mouths. Once all the eggs are laid the male not only guards them… …he also keeps them moist.

The eggs develop quickly and after 2  days the babies are ready to hatch. They drop safely into the  waters of the flooded forest The water continues to rise. In the Amazon it rains over 200 days a year.

All the animals of the forest  have to live with the wet. The leaf cutter ants are severely  handicapped by the rains, but their vast underground colony is in the Terra  Firme forest -- safe from flooding. Even when the rains stop  the ants gathering leaves, they have their fungus gardens to feed them.

Rain or no rain there is always work to do. The smallest type of ant, the minim,  looks after the eggs and feeds the larvae. The underground city is vast.

There  may be as many as 1000 chambers, all tended by gardener ants and  producing fungus for the colony. The ants with their intricate  relationship with a fungus, have found a way past the  chemical defences of the trees. The agouti stays on higher ground, close to the  Brasil Nut trees, and its buried food supplies.

The Cock-of-the-Rock too  live on the higher ground. The males display all year  round, even in the rainy season. The males take exception to the agouti  wandering through their display ground.

Like the Cock-of-the-rock, the woolly monkeys prefer to eat  fruit. But it’s not always available. In tough times, the monkeys  select the youngest leaves, for they are likely to be the least poisonous.

Yet some trees fruit at this time, when  they are surrounded by hectares of water. The rubber tree seeds seem to be  wasted, falling into the floods. But nothing could be further from the truth.

This fish, the tambaqui,  swims below the rubber tree. It has evolved as a specialised fruit and seed eater, with powerful jaws and teeth  that can crush the hardest seeds. The strange relationship between fish and tree  is mutually beneficial for the tambaqui doesn’t crush all the seeds.

Those that pass through its  gut are spread throughout the flooded forest. At the height of the flood,  the várzea is not a safe place… . .

. for the pirarucu, the largest fish  in the Amazon, prowls its deep waters. This monster can grow up to 3m long.

The pirarucu is a strange giant. For, the fish rises to the surface every  10 to 15 minutes, as it hunts. For it must breathe air.

The pirarucu is a member of a  primitive family of fishes that has been stalking and terrifying other  fish since the age of the dinosaurs. And the pirarucu has a relative,  another ‘dinosaur fish’, that haunts the leafy subaquatic  world of the flooded forest. It has a very different target, the  small creatures that are stranded on the trunks and branches of the flooded trees.

At one meter long the arowana is smaller  than the pirarucu, but no less frightening. The flood brings it closer to  the tree tops and its prey. The floods are a time of plenty for the arowanas. 

For months they have access to the trees. But all good things must come to an end. The waters begin to recede.

This is a dangerous time for  the fishes of the forest. It is all too easy to be trapped  in pools and puddles. Stranded, as day after day, night after  night, the forest dries out.

Many fish suffer this fate, but in the Amazon  one animal’s misfortune is another’s opportunity. The four-eyed opossum takes the chance to  add yet another item to its varied diet. But not all the fish are helpless.

As the pools empty, Erythrinus the killer-mimic, simply ‘swims’ over the ground. Gravity carries it downhill to the river. In this remarkable way it escapes certain death.

Rivulus too has an escape strategy. It uses its powerful tail muscles  to launch itself into the air. In this strenuous way, it  flips over the forest floor; …eventually arriving at permanent water.

The temporary inhabitants of the flooded forests are forced back towards the  streams, rivers and lakes. The pirarucu father guards  his babies. They hatched as the waters rose and have grown  rapidly in the flooded forest.

Now the monster fish shows his gentle side,  watching over hundreds of his babies. They have already taken up the habit of  breathing air. And that ability is crucial for babies and adult alike, for  the warm waters have very low oxygen.

The babies will stay with their  father for 3 months. The male secrets a pheromone from his head  which keeps the young fish close. They will grow to one meter long mini-monsters  by the time they are one year old.

Few of these babies will reach adulthood,  but those that do will become the largest freshwater fishes in South America  and terrors of the flooded forest. The ebb and flow of the floods brings  both feast and famine to fishes. And the rainy and dry seasons affect  all the creatures of the Amazon.

It’s in the dry season, in  the Terra Firme forest that another giant of the Amazon reaches  a key moment in its parental duties. The Harpy eagle brings a last meal to the nest. It’s 5 months old and almost fully-grown.

Over the long period in the nest, its  parents have brought monkeys and sloths, placed leaves to fend off insects  and protected it from the rains. Now its time to take to the air. But first the chick must  strengthen its wing muscles.

The realm of the harpy eagle is one  of the most complex in the world. The trees hold the key to many of its secrets.  They guard their precious leaves with poisons.

And those same leaves release  the water vapour that in turn produces the clouds that feed the  most remarkable floods on earth.