These are Bat Falcons, the first birds I took my camera out for on the trip. It was the morning of January 3rd and we had spent the night in a motel in Lo de Marcos in Nayarit, recovering from the horrors of the Puerto Vallarta Airport customs line the evening before. It was warming up, iguanas were sunning themselves on palm trees, frigatebirds were soaring, folks were sweeping, dogs were running around, and I was kind of dazzled by it all. Dazzled.
We spent several hours walking around this town, stumbling upon random jaw-dropping birds left and right.
This walk around town netted me 26 lifers. Ridiculous.
From Lo de Marcos we headed north to San Blas where we spent about a week at the Hotel Bucanero, home of Campana the wonder dog.
The town partied in the square every night with this jolly flashing tree and Christmas music blaring:
Our first morning there we drove inland to bird Camino Singayta where again I was pummeled with life birds nonstop with mostly poor photos to show for it.
Butterflies were extremely distracting here.
There it is, the beginning. My brain reels at how much more there is to come from this trip. Till next time, enjoy this other sweet Bucanero wanderer while you sign this petition to support Malheur. I wish I had not still felt delirious from traveling yesterday so I could have attended the Portland rally.