Each day that we venture across the river to Cameroon, we see semi after semi loaded up with trees and lumber from the rain forest of CAR. The other day there were 23 of them waiting to be cleared through the border. We haven’t recently driven east into C.A.R., but in Cameroon along the road we use to get to the capital, there are vast stretches of grassland/farms with the occasional big tree that used to be thick rain forest. It breaks my heart.