We stopped for a cow…
but we stayed for the scarlet macaws!
Before our rest stop with the birds (we stopped to take a photo of a cow with a hawk on its head, which we missed), we had a long, bumpy drive ahead of us, with treacherous hills that would be impassable during the rainy season without a four-wheel drive. Even during our trip’s dry and sunny day, we had to drive like a bat from hell to reach the top of some of those unforgiving inclines full of ruts, gravel, and the bones of intrepid tourists.
Why were we off the grid to begin with? The bumpy drive was worth it to stay in the remote village of Drake Bay for a few nights to embark on our bucket list snorkel at Cano Island. For those unwilling or unable to survive the teeth-chattering four-wheel voyage, a boat will also navigate the ocean, rivers, and estuaries and arrive in Drake Bay.
Follow my feathers…
A kiss.
Scarlet macaws are so tactile with their beaks, and are always biting, feeding, and preening each other. Plus, they talk constantly, even in flight. Once you recognize their loud and annoying squawk, you’ll never miss a sighting because you’ll hear them coming a mile away.
Mosaic Monday. It’s nesting season!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Wow, awesome series on the Macaws, they are gorgeous.
I love the cows too, great sightings and photos.
Thank you for linking up and sharing your post.
Take care, have a wonderful week!
Aras are the clowns of the sky… wonderful, I envy you a little bit.
It’s Monday afternoon, it’s a good idea to write comments…
Impressive pictures, I was very happy to accompany you again, dear blog friend. Thank you very much for your wonderful contribution to MosaicMonday.
Have a pleasant time! Greetings by Heidrun