It’s not a race. Panama Day 1: Metropolitan Nature Park
Right on the edge of Panama City is the Metropolitan Nature Park, which is just over 600 hectares. We didn’t need to be at Canopy Lodge until late afternoon so we decided to… Continue reading
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Sometimes wonderful things happen when you stay behind
That day in Ecuador when I decided to stay back at Tanadayapa Lodge? Yeah, that day. I was feeling a little glum about the fact that I was struggling. So I just set… Continue reading
Hummingbird love from Ecuador
I have to say my favorite part about Ecuador was the variety of hummers even though some of them got quite angry with me. And then there was that incident with the Violet-tailed… Continue reading
Birds of Ecuador: The showstoppers!
Here’s a round up of the showstoppers from our trip to Northern Ecuador where we spent a week in the Amazon at Sacha Lodge (totally recommend) and a week with Tropical Briding on… Continue reading
NO ONE misses the Birds of Paz de las Aves in Ecuador. Well, except me.
It was way too steep for me to get down to the feeders at the Paz de las Aves Bird Refuge in Ecuador. It’s a bit of a hike–about 1000 meters–and mostly downhill,… Continue reading
What to do about that ginormous Birds of Ecuador field guide
I already spend enough time in physical therapy. The last thing I needed to do was carry around this big tome around Ecuador. Here, let me give you an idea of really how… Continue reading
When birds make me complain-y
You travel hundreds–or even thousands–of miles, and no matter how long you wait for them, they turn their backs on you. They’ll sit there, looking the wrong direction, wondering when you’re going to… Continue reading
You can still go birding when you forget your binoculars
Everyone has their favorite National Park, but the one most near and dear to my heart is not in the U.S. It’s in Canada and it’s Jasper National Park where I just adore the valleys… Continue reading
Angry Hummingbirds
Hummingbirds would stick their beaks into the plastic flower on the feeder only to find nothing, and then fly away. Any minute someone was sure to bring the nectar. First there was just… Continue reading
Come hell or high water: In search of the Torrent Duck
I don’t know how our guide Jose does it, but from his seat in the front of the minibus—as it’s moving at 60 km an hour up the mountain—he hollers, “Torrent Duck!” after… Continue reading