Silicon Valley Birding: Shoreline Park
It’s the thing I’ve always wanted to do: Drag my husband back to the place where I spent my twenties and, while holding his hand, lead him around to all my old stomping… Continue reading
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Unprepared at Lost Maples
I’ll be honest. We were not exactly prepared for this trip. Mostly it was because we don’t really know the Texas Hill Country area very well. We had been to parts of… Continue reading
Granting wishes
It was hard taking our eyes off the Trogon, with its puffed out red belly and black chest. It turned its head from side to side as it looked warily at us, and then someone said, “Hey, there’s another one!”
Birding Panama’s Ammo Dump Ponds
During World War II when the US had control of the Panama Canal the US stored ammunition in bunkers to protect the canal from the Japanese. It was in this military zone (called the… Continue reading
All alone in Panama
Whistling Herons are not even supposed to be in Panama. But sometimes birds go exploring. Or get swept away by wind and storms. Or, as in this case, went looking for food to… Continue reading
What a little sunshine will do
Our guide, Beny Wilson, assured me that the birds would be out in abundance after the rain stopped. I grew up in Oregon, so I’m used to rain. Lots of it. So getting… Continue reading
Birding Panama: Don’t let the rainy season deter you
Nothing foils a birding morning like rain. And not a light rain, but this kind of rain: This was our third trip to Panama. Our first trip was during March in 2012, at the peak of… Continue reading
Pressures of Ecuador
Act 1: The pressure to keep up It was 5:00 a.m. and the rain, warm as bathwater, was coming down hard and in giant drops. Thud, thud, thud, on my head, my shoulders,… Continue reading
We’re at bird camp
There was a knock on the door. I could still hear it even though I had earplugs. I rolled over and looked at my iPhone and with my middle-aged vision barely made out… Continue reading
Birding high atop the canopy at Sacha Lodge
I was a little out of breath after climbing the metal stairs to the top of the 94-foot high tower. It was then when our guide Marcelo turned to us and asked, “You… Continue reading