As promised, Anne and I head home today, but I had time before breakfast for one more walk around the Crooked Tree Lodge, and I am sure glad I did.
This little cutie is a green kingfisher (Chloroceryle americana), who I also first saw in Brazil, but had failed to capture on film until today. Compared to the enormous ringed kingfishers I’ve seen here and even the belted we have in Estabrook, this one is quite a miniature in size, but certainly not in attitude.
Before supper last evening, I got to go on a little boat ride down the lagoon and back. I got to see a bunch of herons, including my first black-crowned night herons of the trip, but the big surprise was this enormous green iguana (Iguana iguana) casually chewing the shrubbery along the shore. I’d bet it is at least five feet long, if you include the tail.
Finally, after several false alarms, I did find what appears to be a true monarch butterfly. I read that they do migrate, but just between the highlands and the lowlands around here, not the crazy trip the ones we see in Estabrook get to make.
There’s no time for editing, so sorry about all the typos, but it’s time to get on the road to the airport.
Anne and I arrived at the Crooked Tree Lodge mid-afternoon yesterday, and the sights have been fantastic. If you read this blog, and I hope you do, then you know that Anne has taken me to some wonderful places, and I have had the good fortune to see plenty of amazing creatures, but I have not yet seen anything quite like this.
I can’t remember if it was Anne or I who first spotted a large-ish black bird near the top of a big, but not too tall, tree, but once I knew it was there, I got right to work trying to capture an image. The foliage on the tree was pretty thick, however, so I was not having much luck. Worse, the bird finally tired of me and bolted. My heart sank, but not for long. The bird only flew across the driveway and settled onto the bare branch of a fallen tree barely above eye level. Perfect!
Then things got really crazy. It turns out that the first tree was full of these birds, and they all followed the first. Even better, they appear to really like perching together unlike any wild bird I have ever seen. Even pigeons on the Port Washington Road bridge in the middle of winter don’t bunch up this tightly.
I first saw this next species of bird back in 2017, but I’ve never managed to capture an image until now. Say “hello” to the very first roadside hawk (Rupornis magnirostris) I’ve captured on film, and “yes,” that is its official common name.
Anne and I took the ferry back to the mainland this morning, but before we left, I had one more outing to look for wildlife on Caye Cauker, and what an outing it was.
If that’s a tad too long or too decurved, you could dial both back a bit with this short-billed dowitcher (Limnodromus griseus). It seems that they have every sort of shore or wading bird here that you could imagine.
If passerines are more your speed, get a load of these characters. This first one is a bananaquit (Coereba flaveola), which I first glimpsed in Brazil, back in 2023, but never managed to capture on film. Even this one wouldn’t let me move to my left enough to get that darn piece of straw out from in front of its face. “Well, hello there, you evasive little stinker.”
It was another day in paradise, out here on Caye Caulker, and we got an early start exploring the south end of the island.
There were a lot of wonderful things to see, but a highlight has got to be my very first adult yellow-crowned night heron. Long time readers will surely recognize the name because we had a juvenile hang out on the pond in Estabrook a couple of times for a while, but I have never seen the full majesty of an adult until this morning.
As Anne and I strolled along the edge of the island, often between walls of mangrove, I spied at least a couple of gray catbirds, but there was also a glossy black bird of about the same size. Well, I didn’t get a good luck until we ventured out again this afternoon to investigate the north end of the island, and it turns out that there is such a bird as a black catbird (Melanoptila glabrirostris), and this is what it looks like. Ha!
I was thrilled to see an osprey this morning, and things only got better on our hike back to our hotel when I spotted it with a fish. Thus, you can imagine my joy when we went out again this afternoon and spotted this one in its nest with a nearly grown-looking youngster. Hot diggity dog! They’re making more!
After all the warning signs at Tikal about crocodiles, we were all a bit disappointed that we didn’t get to see one. Well, Anne and I are the lucky ones, because here is our first American crocodile (Crocodylus acutus). “Sorry, Deb!” Even better, as luck would have it, I was able to capture a pretty nice image, without losing any limbs, and if you click on it so you can zoom in, you can even see the vertical-slit pupil in the eye on the left.
Anne and I spent most of the morning traveling, but we arrived on Caye Cauker, off the coast of Belize, in time for a late lunch. It was a bit of a challenge for me to focus on food, however, because the place was alive with wild and wonderful new birds.
I’ve had the good fortune to see magnificent frigatebirds (Fregata magnificens) years ago, long before we started this operation, but it was great to see them again, and now I can share them with you.
If we’re on the water, we should expect to see gulls, and the ones here all appear to be laughing gulls (Leucophaeus atricilla), but I didn’t hear a peep out of them.
Things went as spectacularly as I could have hoped this morning, and we had beautiful weather for exploring the forest outside of the Tikal archeological site. We even waited until after breakfast before heading out, and that felt luxurious.
We had been hearing parrots, noisily “vocalizing”, as I’ve been taught to say, in the treetops since we arrived, and we have caught glimpses of some, but they usually stay mostly out of sight. This morning, however, a group of red-lored Amazons (Amazona autumnalis) must have been especially bold or hungry, because I finally have a picture to show you. In case you didn’t know, as I sure has heck did not, “Amazons” are a genus of parrots, and “lore” is the space between the eye and nostril.
After dinner last evening, we must have felt that we had not yet fed enough mosquitoes because we headed back into the site to check out one more monument. On the way, we spotted a couple of new birds, but it was way too dark for pictures. Happily, this little cutie, a white-whiskered puffbird (Malacoptila panamensis), gave me another chance today, and yes, that is its real name.
At the same time as I was trying to redeem myself with a decent puffbird picture, another little darling, this bright-rumped attila (Attila spadiceus), was busily hopping around on the ground gobbling up bugs and daring me to get a picture of it, too.
Then things settle down for a bit, and we continued down an unmarked dirt road into the forest and past signs warning us to turn back because of the danger of getting lost or meeting crocodiles. Neither Anne nor Deb were deterred, and the road eventually led to a small pond, not even half the size of the pond in Estabrook, and things quickly got exciting again. We could hear a large bird or birds squawking on the other side of some trees on a little peninsula, and then they started flying across the water to the other side.
Once I saw one in flight, I was immediately reminded of black-crowned night herons that I’ve seen fly across Juneau Lagoon, so I began frantically searching for them over the far shore. The first few hid pretty well, but this one finally relented, and if you glance at the picture below, you can imagine my surprise. What on earth is that? Thankfully the merlin app had an answer: that is a boat-billed heron (Cochlearius cochlearius). Wow, just wow! Right?
Then it was time to start heading back to the hotel so we could check out and head back to Flores, but on the way, we found one more trogon, this beautiful black-headed trogon (Trogon melanocephalus).
Finally, as we headed out for lunch after checking into our hotel in Flores, Deb spotted this stunning butterfly, a split-banded owl-butterfly (Opsiphanes cassina), near the ceiling of a passage way.
Tomorrow, we all get up early, and Deb will fly down to Guatemala City to join up with her volunteer veterinarian organization to work for a week in Antigua. Meanwhile, Anne and I will travel back to Belize for the next leg of our adventure.
Today we visited the Tikal archeological site, and it was truly a wonder, of the same order of magnitude as Petra in Jordan. But we wanted to have breakfast before we went, which didn’t start till 7 am, and the sun came up around 6, so we strolled around the grounds to see who might be up early.
Deb spotted a heron flying over, but it was behind trees already before we could get our binoculars on it for an ID. We were ready for the next one, which I could clearly see was a great egret. The third one, however, was also white but noticeably smaller, and as we tried to detect the clues that would enable us to distinguish a cattle egret from a snowy egret, the little rascal landed in a tree nearly overhead.
As I was taking pictures, in hopes of getting one that would be presentable, I was thinking to myself, “that’s not the black beak of a snowy, nor is it the yellow beak of a cattle, so who the heck is this, now?” Thankfully, one of the pictures was good enough for the Merlin app to detect that it was a young, i.e. first-year, little blue heron (Egretta caerulea), whose blue feathers probably won’t arrive until next summer. Ha!
After breakfast, we did hike over to the archeological site, and just as we were getting into the thick of the monuments, Anne spotted this beauty in a nearby tree. If it looks familiar, that’s because it’s another trogon, cousin to the one I showed you just yesterday, but this one is a slaty-tailed trogon (Trogon massena).
When we finally took a break for some “lunch” mid-afternoon, there was a water feature by the restaurant, and look who was preening right at the shoreline: this pretty russet-naped wood-rail (Aramides albiventris)
On top of all the amazing birds, there were monkeys! We saw several troops of spider monkeys and one small group of howler monkeys, which took us forever to find. The latter were a little shy, which was surprising, considering the racket they make, and that could have something to do with why they were so hard for us to spot, but some of the Central American spider monkeys (Ateles geoffroyi) appeared to be quite the show-offs, and here’s one.
After Deb and I climbed down from the great pyramid to rejoin Anne, she pointed out a tiny lizard on the ground. It was barely two inches long, cute as a button, probably a least gecko (Sphaerodactylus glaucus), and it gave Anne a bit of a scare when it started to run up her leg. Luckily, we quickly separated the two, and they are both expected to recover fully.
Finally, there was a smattering of wildflowers growing on the side of the pyramid, just below the summit, and they were attracting a nice collection of butterflies, one of whom was this stunner, a blue metalmark (Lasaia sula).
Tomorrow, we head back to Flores, but we’re not in a hurry, so I’m looking forward to one more chance to see a bit more of the amazing wildlife that lives around here. I’ll keep you posted.
Holy Moly! What a day we had. Before breakfast, Anne, my sister, Deb, and I all strolled around the island city of Flores, and we found a swallow that none of us had ever heard of, let alone seen before, this darling mangrove swallow (Tachycineta albilinea).
After breakfast, we piled into a rental car and Deb drove us up to Tikal, and we had barely checked into our hotel before Anne spotted this stunner on a branch right over the parking area. Its name, gartered violaceous trogon (Trogon caligatus), is almost as amazing as its appearance. Raise your hand if you already knew that “violaceous” was a real word.
Anne spotted this bird, which doesn’t even look real, high above our bungalow. Its name, Montezuma oropendola (Psarocolius montezuma), sounds equally made up. The fine folks at ebird.org describe its call as a “memorable gurgling song [which] sounds like water poured from a bottle.” The bird is mid-call in this image.
Speaking of imaginary creatures, this walking collage of brilliant colors and three of its compatriots strolled out of the forest while we were eating lunch and proceeded to forage all around the grounds. It’s an ocellated turkey (Meleagris ocellata), and at one point, one of them even leaped up on the hood of the car Deb had rented, and she rushed over to shoo it away.
Finally, not all the fantastical critters we saw today were feathered, but it took me at least three tries to capture this little cutie on film. It’s a Central American agouti (Dasyprocta punctata), and it appears that the hotel grounds are in its regular circuit.
Lastly, it’s late, and everyone is asleep, including my editor, so all the errors in the text above are my very own creations. Tomorrow we go to the actual archeological site to see what the Maya left for us.
Today, Anne and I traveled to northern Guatemala to meet my sister, Deb, but before we went, we had one more morning to look around in Belize, so we tried the Cahal Pesh archeological site right around the corner from our hotel. It did not disappoint.
As I was leaving to go join Anne for breakfast, this amazing creature was perched right outside the visitors center, and it’s a masked tityra (Tityra semifasciata). How do they even come up with these? What’s more, the fine folks at ebird.org describe its call as “a wet quacking or farting sound,” but I didn’t hear it so I can neither confirm nor deny that detail.
Anne went back to the site with me after breakfast, and we did see a few more critters, but let me keep this short and show you instead the stunning creature our driver spotted after the border crossing this afternoon. Here is my very first bare-throated tiger-heron (Tigrisoma mexicanum). Yikes! Right?
We did see a mammal today, a paca, but it ran off too quickly for me to get a picture. Instead, let me show the gray fox (Urocyon cinereoargenteus) that Anne spotted as we left Caracol yesterday. Even our guide and driver were stunned.
Finally, as we left Cahal Pech for the second time, this astounding butterfly, a regal hairstreak (Evenus regalis) appeared to be looking for minerals on this rock that has been painted white, and I sure hope it eventually finds what it’s looking for.
We did all meet up later this afternoon, and tomorrow we’ll drive north to another hotel right near Tikal. Everyone who hears that we’re going there says we should be able to see amazing critters, maybe even a jaguar, so I’m really looking forward to it.
It was another amazing day in Belize, and things got off to a great start when I strolled around the hotel grounds before breakfast.
I spotted this little bird, which I have never seen before, in a small tree, and my camera was having a dickens of a time focusing in the low, early-morning light, but he was so thrilled to show off that bug or grub in his bill, that he just kept flashing it around until one of my pictures came out. He turns out to be a yellow-throated euphonia (Euphonia hirundinacea), and there was probably a female somewhere in those leaves, that he was hoping to impress, but I never really caught more than a glimpse of her shadow.
Before I was able to observe how that story ended, however, this critter, which is the size of a small chicken, hopped into the same tree and broke up the show. I had already seen two of these on the lawn, but this picture came out better than any of those, and this turns out to be the first plain chachalaca (Ortalis vetula) I’ve ever managed to capture on film.
I eventually had to call off the hunt and join Anne for breakfast before we headed out to see the fabulous Caracol archeological site. There, our guide Ethan, who had gone ahead a bit with Anne, called for me from atop one of the many pyramids because he had spotted some toucans in the nearby trees. By the time I managed to hustle up there, and if you’ve ever tried climbing a Mayan pyramid, you know what I mean, the only one we could find is this stunning collared aracari (Pteroglossus torquatus). Wow, wow, wow! What a consolation prize.
The next most amazing bird I was able to photograph there was this extraordinary hooded warbler (Setophaga citrina), which even migrates through Milwaukee, but I have failed to see until today.
Lastly, there were quite a few butterflies flitting about, and this gray cracker (Hamadryas februa) has about the most intricate design I have ever seen on one.