|I love this photo. Serious birders with some serious concentration. L to R Rich, Martin and Gordon. It reminds me of Charlie's Angels but with birders.|
|Overlooking the majestic Sumidero Canyon|
|Erodyle Checkerspot/Guatemalan Patch|
|White-patched Skipper (Chiomara asychis) Thank you to Doug Taron for the ID|
|Northern Bentbill sans tail|
|Grasshopper Species-a nymph of the very diverse genus Melanoplus(thanks Rich and Ricardo Marño-Perez for the ID)|
|Blue Morphos Caterpillar-ID thanks to Michael Retter|
|I know it's not safe, but I wanted to jump. It probably would've killed me, but have you ever wanted to fly for just for a moment?|
|Sexy Barred Antshrike|
Bye bye birdie!
The birders then changed into butterfliers. Yeah, the butterflies stole the show at one point and people were goo goo and gah gah over them. I learned that if you pee, they will come. I think it also works with "number two" as well since I could smell something nasty and familiar. Definitely human and definitely a favorite with the smaller butterflies. I deleted those pictures:)
This would be the last trek with a full crew before the plague hit the group. It would take many innocent lives which included my buddy Gordon. Here we smile one last time together. It was the final time I would see my British friend Helen(on the left). Ernie, to my right, would be spared.
On our next journey, I will take you all to some of my absolute favorite birding spots while in Chiapas. El Ocote took my breathe away. I wanted to stay there longer, but could we? Thanks in part to the plague, it appeared butterflies would have much to dine on:) Until next time friends....