Today I picked a popular post from my sidebar for another stroll down memory lane. This post isn't that old, but you made it a favorite. I love it too. It's a hoot!
"A wise old owl sat in an oak. The more he saw, the less he spoke. The less he spoke, the more he heard. Why can't we be like that wise old bird?" Edward Hersey Richards
The
road sign for the BRC was tiny, weather-beaten, and hand-scrawled, typical signage in and
around San Ignacio, Belize. Still, we were curious. Later that same week, our jungle
hosts endeared us to the excellent tour at the BRC - not only fantastic, but
free. Donations are encouraged; back then, they equaled a free t-shirt.
The tour proceeds rain or shine, tourist, or
not since the raptors need food and exercise daily. Follow my lens for a fun,
feathered photo safari...
I think this is Ky, the gray-headed kite.
I think this is Jamin, the bat-falcon. Or is it Maya, the Orange-breasted falcon? I have a Maya t-shirt, so I should know, right? Hmmm.
Ghost.
Zion, perhaps? Akna? Not sure.
This is Cora, the black vulture. She is a special bird, beloved by Sarah, the raptor whisperer. Cora follows Sarah everywhere and loves to receive beak massages. I dare you to massage this beak! Sarah did, repeatedly. All creatures need a little love.
At the end of the tour, we spotted baby howler monkeys in the canopy above. I hope this post persuades some of you to spurn the isolated islands like Ambergris Key, and have a real vacation on the mainland.
Those who drink whiskey with the owls at night, cannot soar with the eagles the next day. Brian D. Ratty
