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The adventures of Fe & Chris

Archive for August, 2007

At last

After 5 weeks of near glimpses and lots of early morning calls we were finally treated to some impressive views of not one, not two, but four Resplendent Quetzals hanging around near Base Camp. Resplendent they were too - the male (as probably described previously) has amazingly long tail feathers and the female isn’t too shoddy either with turquoise green body and a red front. Unfortunately it was still difficult to get a decent photo, but one of the more adventurous birders - a Cuban called Ernesto - headed off into the jungle, crossing rivers and clambering up trees to obtain the photo below. Perhaps not quite as impressive as they are in reality, but it gives you an idea!

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Frogs & falling branches

Whilst examining a pretty little tree frog with a head four times as large as its bottom, a branch loudly and violently fell off a close by tree. This is the second time this has happened to us in a few days.

It’s a risky business, looking at frogs.

Curiously, the falling tree/branch problem is very similar to the iceberg flipping over issue, which I am more familiar with. Both happen very infrequently, but must sometimes happen.

Dangerous occurences on Transect 5

For our first day’s fieldwork at Cantiles we embarked upon the interestingly titled Transect 5. The reality of this path is much more special than its name with superb forest, fine birds & flowers and a challenging path that makes you know you are alive.

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After watching Fiona stumble and slide a couple of times our guide took pity and chopped down a tree to create a walking stick, complete with three very small pet bromeliads. This helped most of the time, until she concentrated on holding this stick rather than sticking to the ground, and slid horizontally, feet first, backwards down the path. Here she is desperately trying not to slide on her bum (again).

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On the way home we successfully negotiated our way past a couple of baby (but deadly) Godman’s Pit Vipers but at the last hurdle both got viciously attacked by wasps. We both ran screaming from the nest area much to the amusement of Roo and Lamia who had uneventfully passed them and had moved on to Resplendent Quetzal watching. We struggled with binoculars, pain and anti-histamine, narrowly avoiding a sticky mess and enjoyed this most finest of birds for a few moments before the pain got too great and we resumed screaming.

You will be pleased to know we are fully recovered after the tender care and attention of Roo, an A&E nurse.

Credits due & personal hygiene in the jungle

Although I mentioned my delicious birthday cake in the previous post, I omitted to mention the people responsible for creating such a culinary delight, in fact, we rarely mention any of the other people who are out here with- most of whom are nice, friendly people. This includes Kalina and Julie, who slaved away cooking my cake, and Kalina even put on deodorant (a rare treat for any of us nowadays!) and brushed her teeth for the following photo shoot…

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Here are the whole Cantiles gang - Fe, Chris, Julie, Kalina, Lamia, Steve, Jo, Dougie, Ruaraidh, and Aussie John the camp manager

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Jungle birthday

On Friday I celebrated my birthday with a nice long walk (back up the previously mentioned horrible muddy trail) doing bird counts with Chris at 5am. A Quetzal kindly made an appearance to wish me Happy Birthday, and we got to walk along probably the most pretty, if most difficult, transect I have done yet. The transect took us to 2,100m elevation and provided some wonderful views over the rest of the forest. It also contained the elfin forest - “Bosque Enano” which is completely different to the surrounding, enormous trees of the rest of the forest. It was a truly special place with lots of moss and lichen - seemed very lord of the rings or some such, although disappointingly no birds.bosque.jpg

After staggering back to camp (literally in my case), we went up to the nearby river for a much needed wash - it was a wee bit chilly, but almost fine once you got under the water completely! We then had a celebratory chocolate bar and a nice afternoon nap.

In the evening I was surprised with a nice cake that had been prepared all afternoon. What was more surprising was that they managed to make it with the limited cooking facilities available - the cake tasted lovely though and was topped by some innovative candles made from “magic wood” - a type of pine which smells very nice and in theory lights easily, except when on a birthday cake apparently! Since it was a bit burnt on the bottom (due to the innnovative cooking methods) I found a machete to be the best form of attack. It really did taste good though!

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Mud, mud glorious mud…

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Over the last few days I have been on another small break from base camp and ran away with Chris (well, actually walked quite slowly) to another satellite camp called Cantiles. Everyone who’s been there has come back saying it’s nice, but muddy, although we weren’t quite prepared for how true this turned out to be - it was rather treacherous to have so much mud on a slope of a considerable gradient - Glastonbury eat your heart out! I was always amazed when I made it from my tent to the kitchen without slipping on my bum! The walk there was quite an experience too - luckily I had quite a small pack but it was a long trek that involved more mud and numerous undulations - hopefully I will be superfit by the end of this (although somewhat doubtful).

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The camp itself was lovely - the most jungly camp so far with lots of huge trees ( there is a 50 metre tall Liquidambar in the kitchen), a couple of pet Chestnut-headed brushfinches (Chris is teaching me well), and the occasional Quetzal - yes, we have finally had a couple of good views of them, though no photos as yet.

Some of the excess mud had been skillfully crafted into an effigy of the forest ’spook’ known to Hondurans as Eddie Tyler (though I’m sure this is not the correct spelling). He’s a cheery looking chap:

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We ate plentifully as the camp is due to close soon and had copious quantities of food. Chris is desperately trying to get fat after the harsh comments on his Guanales post! He made great inroads on the Cantiles Cheese Mountain and did some damage to the excess cornflakes & jam.

Lipton Tea

I’d like to make my thoughts known on Lipton tea:

It’s terrible stuff.

Sadly it’s all we get here. Produced for the North American market, I believe but I don’t know the origins of the tea itself. Honduras not being a former colony is sadly not awash with fine teas. Coffee is plentiful but makes me a bit wobbly.

We have found that adding two teabags to a cup makes reasonable strength tea, however during a tragic tea crisis at Cantiles field camp we were reduced to making two cups from one bag. Dreadful situation. Used teabags were stored and dried for later use. (Curiously at the same time we had a glut of cheeses and honey.)

We should be able to find some good quality tea in Belize - thank goodness for the Empire!

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