Thursday, 25 February 2010

Home, home again I like to be here when I can - more Pink Floyd

The long haul was a piece of cake, 45 minutes late taking off but once airbourne it was a couple of glasses of tomato juice, a movie (Public Enemies), dinner then fell asleep. At that point there were still 11 hours of flying time left, when I woke up we had just reached the south western edge of the Bay of Biscay and less than 2 hours to Paris. Breakfast, not egg and bacon, and we were there, where transfer was simple except for the surly nature of security searchig bags etc. Just a 2 hour wait for the connection to Heathrow, with Air France once again coming up trumps with excellent service and right on time.

A bit of a train ride to get from terminal 4 to the Cebtral Bus Station Heathrow, but again simple, and National Express as usual got me to Weymouth 10 minutes ahead of time. Hoping normal service will be resumed manana - whoops - I mean tomorrow, I think I hear a cider being poured, hic!

Wednesday, 24 February 2010

Leaving On a Jet Plane, Don't Know When I'll Be Back Again

Inevitably the day had to arrive, but still have to admit to a feeling of reluctance to climb aboard the Air France flight this afternoon. It's not that I have to return, in fact from e-mails received, reference the weather, it must simply be madness that's taking me home. Anyway, I'm psyching myself up for the long haul, and hopefully by 20-00 tomorrow I'll be by a warm fire sharing a cider or 2 with Bowie (Lorne) and Sheila.

For now I'll leave the readership with a few statistics I have to hand, a little about each country and some thoughts on the wildlife I have been privileged to see. I'd also like to take the opportunity to thank each and every one of you who have shown an interest by visiting my Blog, the average on the Stat Counter has been in the region of 60 'hits' per day, and for all your comments and help along the way. I'm certainly looking forward to seeing many of you in the UK (and Estonia), but for those of you who live in any of the other 15 countries where there are now readers, a huge 'thank you' for your company and the welcome you have shown me.

My general opinion of South America, since my first visit many years ago, is of a collection of countries where the people are warm and welcoming and where I have rarely encountered any trouble. For instance, having my backpack stolen in La Paz, Bolivia was more of an inconvenience than a disaster, and ever since I have thought the perpetrator took it more out of genuine need than greed? All, are swamping themselves in mountains of disguarded rubbish and believe the plastic problem will come to a head one day. I wouldn't be at all surprised if much of the flooding in the Buenos Aries and Mendoza areas of late isn't down to blockages of drains due to plastic? Unfortunately, Colombia and Venezuela receive much bad press because of corruption, drugs cartels and revenge attacks, but my impression there was the same as overall. Having said that, I was 'shepherded' throughout much of that part of the trip but during the periods left to my own devices, felt safe and received all the help I needed. I wouldn't hesitate to visit either country solo.

In Columbia we were well directed by 'Birdseekers' based in Devon, and as a result saw the larger proportion of birds than elsewhere. Transport, food and accommodation were of a high standard resulting, I believe, in everyone being satisfied.

Venezuela offers much to the birdwatcher, but as for a tourist destination they have far to go. Without venturing too far into politics, I heard no one utter a supportive word about Senor Chavez who appear to be an international firebrand. Only the people can sort that one out, but while he is keeping the invisible shackles of petrol at $0.50 per tankful around their neck it seems unlikely things will change.

The jewel in the wildlife crown has had to be Ecuador, where my last visit, excluding Galapagos, was a pathetic 2 days. This time I believe it was over 3 weeks, and despite having to find my own way the itinarary provided by Byron Palacios was invaluable. Digressing slightly, I should tell you Byron is a world bird guide and while I don't know his prowess on the ground, if it is anything like his directions for me, he would be well worth a try. The highlights here were Angel Paz and the Pacific Coast. All of the reserves and other wild areas I visited were of the best I have seen, while the coast, for anyone with a 'Hippy' mentality is Paradise.

This was my second visit to the Galapagos Islands, and as I have stated elsewhere on the Blog they are easily accessible. You don't have to be Charles Darwin to know the diversity of wildlife to be found there, while I could gaurantee anyone one of the most unusual places on the Planet.

Peru I have also covered fairly extensively, and while little seems to have changed there it probably has more to offer the tourist than anywhere else on the Sub-continent. We have all seen the images of Machu Pichu, the Nazca Lines, Ballastas Islands etc, etc on TV and in magazines, my recommendation would be to formulate your own plan and don't miss this incredible country under any circumstances.

If I can use the analigy of the Curate's Egg again, this adequately describes Chile. Again not full geared up for the tourist, but does have a great deal to offer, simply it's not all bad! The Lauca National Park has been the highlight during something of a limited stay, but as regular readers will have seen, there is much else here and if your journeying this far, why pass it by.

And last, but most definitely not least Argentina and its wonderful Capital of culture. Much, much to offer from the Iguassu Falls to being a Gaucho for a day or 2, the best bit was saved until last. Costanera Sur, a bit disappointing this time, has been during my 4 visits (9 full days) singularly on of the best bird reserves in the world. Add to that the style, service, culture and the overall welcoming appeal of the people even if you only get to BA you'll have 'cracked it'! Restaurants particularly are the place to be, with well dressed, interested waiting staff, I doubt you'll ever eat better meat (especially beef) and no wonder the French and Italians are showing such great concern, Argentine wine production is outstripping them as we speak.

Trip Stats

Countries - 6 + what I like to think of as an autonomous region, Galapagos. There are 2 (Colombia & Venezuela) to be added to the World List making the total 106.

Cities = 11, Bogota, Caracas, Quito, Guayaquil, Lima, Arequipa, Arica, Valparaiso, Santiago, La Plata and Buenos Aries.

Towns, Rivers, individual Mountains too many to note.

Distance covered front door to front door 20,500 miles (give or take a hundred yards).

Trip Total Species of Birds - 901 I am sure there are those on the list that shouldn't be there, and sure as hell there are omitions (unidentified photos to be added at a later date) but 901 sounds about right.

World Lifers Total - 574 the same applies here and when time allows I intend scrutinising the list much more closely.

Endemics Total - 57 with about half a dozen still in abeyance, ranges yet to be checked.

Mammals 27 with one or two photographs to be looked at, the show stealers being Jaguar and Ocelot.

As far as the Birds are concerned this has been the most mind blowing trip I have ever undertaken and to select a single favourite species would be a daunting task. However, I have selected just a few of almost an album full of photographs as a reminder of some of the best.

If I had to put my hand on my heart and choose a single favourite, Swallow-tailed Gull would have to be it. Although not a 'lifer' or a new bird photographed (if you count stolen property) this magnificent creature does the full bizz for me.

Being privy to the finding of this Dusky Starfrontlet was also considered a massive Avian milestone. Many miles outside of its known range, its global scarcity and given it was virtually unknown until 1990, puts it in a category apart. It ain't a bad looking little thing either, is it?

The personal find of the trip has to be this Glaucous-winged Gull which, if accepted, will become a first for the whole of South America let alone Ecuador where it was found.

I have included these 2 images of Pale-mandibled Aracari to represent the 'eye candy division' and the bizarre. The Toucan / Aracari families are a fantastic group.


and on the subject of fantastic family groups, who could deny the Antpitta's as being one of the best. So secretive and skulking they are rarely seen except when in company of those who can call them out, and Angel Paz was just one of those people. In all I think the total was 7 species.

Giant Antpitta

Moustached Antpitta

Yellow-breasted Antpitta

In addition to these, there was also the Forster's Tern that was co-found by the group in Colombia, which again if accepted will become an addition to the countries Bird List. Unfortunately no photographs were possible.

See some of you soon I hope!

Tuesday, 23 February 2010

The Final Countdown - Last Day in South America

The name of Homero Manzi is synonymous with Tango, not only here in Buenos Aries but across the whole of Latin America and much of the world. A Poet, writer and football fanatic Senor Manzi opened a string of Tango cafes across the country, and while I'm in no position to discuss the finer points, I do know people travel from all points of the globe to watch these fine performers. I had seen the 'street dancers' in Boca before, but this display of what is an extremely sensual dance form, with the accompaniment of such a fantastic combo, took it to a new level. So, at last we have had some Tango and a fine meal and went to bed ready to enjoy my final day of the trip.

Restaurant & Bar

Some of the many trophies.

Let's Tango

The Band, a group of extremely talented musicians.

All of the Tango dancers.


This morning at 8 I bid a fond farewell to Jim and Liz as they left to start a 90 minute drive heading to a cattle ranch, where they are going to play Gauchos for a couple of days before flying onward to the Iguassu Falls. Luckily the overnight downpours seemed to have paved the way for a beautifully sunny, cloudless and hot day, that coupled with the Costanera Sur being open all day, very few people and a sprinkling of birds I had a little flurry for my last full day on South American soil. Once again Herons, Ibis and Egrets were all but absent with the 2 day visits amounting to a single Great White, 3 Snowy Egrets and a lone Black-crowned Night Heron. There were quite a number of re-encounters such as Green-barred Woodpecker, some perfect male Hooded Siskins, c2 more Brown-hooded Gulls, but like the Siskins not at all obliging plus dozens of House Sparrows and Starlings. There were also 2 additions with a total of c5 Glittering-bellied Emerald (Hummingbirds) added to the Trip List and c3 Bay-winged Hawk, an adult and c2 juveniles probably making up the last 'World Lifer' of the tour.

I'm hoping to put together a post for tomorrow as I have a couple of hours to kill, but have already checked-in 'on line' and got an emergency exit seat, offering much more leg room on the long-haul (13 hours BA to Paris, 2 hour transit then 90 minutes to Heathrow).

female White-lined Tanager

Double-collared Seedeater taking a bath

2 views looking north from the middle of the Costanera Sur,

side by side they make the whole panorama.

Bay-winged Hawk (juvenile) alighting.

Bay-winged Hawk perched.

and a bevy of Butterflies, but no idea of species

except perhaps this is a Sp of Swallow-tail



Monday, 22 February 2010

Don't Cry For Me Argentina!

Maria Eva Duarte de Peron (as she looked in 1946)
07/05/1919 - 26/07/1952

While I've heard little or no news since leaving England, someone did say that Argentina has started a little 'sabre rattling' over the presence of a BP rig being towed into the waters of Los Malvina's. As your correspondent on the spot I can report all is very quiet at the Buenos Aries Naval Base.

A couple of Argentine 'war canoes' not exactly straining at there moorings to set sail and blast the BP Explorer out of the water.

A bijou Auxiliary craft that looks like it could carry 2 pints of lager and a packet of crisps.

I still haven't had my say on the Falklands conflict, which I will save until I return to base, but it is not favorable to Great Britain.

Last evening we dined at the internationally acclaimed restaurant Las Violetas, and while we agreed the decor didn't seem as flamboyant as shown on the advertising leaflet, the array of cakes and pasties, strategically place just inside the main entrance, were enough to make an anorexic want to stay. Again we opted for the Malbec grape and were well satisfied with both bottles, while Jim had another beef steak (about as big as the Auxiliary photoed above) while Liz and I had the lamb. I convinced Jim that someone was trying to poison him, so had no trouble relieving him of a decent size taster of his steak, while our lamb was some of the best I have ever eaten. Only sufficient space for a main course, we joined a couple of young English ladies (of Indian ancestry) for a nightcap, the ladies having Amareto and we two Drambuie.

One of several stained glass windows

The main restaurant, the cafe being round the corner to the left.

Not the best image in the world, but gives the reader some idea of what was on offer.

More stained glass.

A mirror image of Jim the Medic.

Liz doing her Evita impression.

The wine taster.

A nice bit of lamb.

The Eva Peron monument Buenos Aries

I was told some years ago that this is a Rubber Tree. While no expert on the subject I do think I'm misinformed, but whatever the species it is reputed to be the largest of its kind in the world.

Today's target was the city center, but once again at noon the rain started and drove us to cover, I even went into a Shopping Mall - Yuk!

A few photographs from inside Cementerio de la Recoleta

The exclusivity of this cemetery is renowned in Argentina, money alone cannot by you a way in, you have to be at least a dignitary. This is why there is still massive controversy here about Juan Peron's wife being laid to rest there. One of 3 illegitimate children from humble beginnings, there are many in 'high office' who would see her remains removed in an instant.


At Evita's family crypt.




Don't cry for me Argentina, the truth is I never left you!

One of the more ornate sarcophagus.

A little jape in the graveyard.

Thought this was the Captain's Cabin, but no matter how hard you knock they wont let you in.

A little light lunch

Sunday, 21 February 2010

No Tango in the Night & Little of Costanera Sur

It may sound strange to report 9 new species added to the Trip List, 2 of them being World Lifers and then in the next breath say the day was something of an anti-climax! Well, more of that later, but for now back to last night.

and first of all I have to admit the 'dry period' is well and truly over. With a beer each before we left the hotel, 2 bottles of excellent Argentine Malbec between us, a large Black Russian (that's still a drink) and a small 'farewell' tot of banana liqueur my alcohol free trip has ended with a bang.

The restaurant was recommended by the hotel staff, and it turned out to be one that I have frequented a couple of times before. The usual warm Argentinian welcome at the door, a look at what was being prepared and a quick peep at the wine rack started what was to be a splendid meal. In traditional style, we started with a tab-nab of a small Cornish pasty for the want of a better description, then went on to enjoy a shared platter of this countries answer to Palma ham, which we all agreed was better. Liz chose the smallest of the fillet beef steaks, which turned out the size of a building brick (well almost) while Jim and I shared a combo of 6 meats beef, lamb, pork, chicken, spicy sausage and home made black pudding. If that isn't enough to start you salivating, then a shared ice cream comprising of toffee, cinnamon, kirsch liqueur, grated chocolate and the size of 2 building bricks (seriously) should! All served in the most professional but nonchalant manner, all we needed after was a good Tango bar.

Unfortunately, that's when disaster struck. Always careful which taxi to choose, you can never predict the drivers grasp of 'The Knowledge'. This young lad didn't even know which day it was as we asked if he knew of where we could dance. He assured us he had it all weighed off, but after 15 minutes of driving I gestured to the meter, drew an imaginary line across the from of it and said "Nada". On the strength of him not having a clue and after reseting the meter we told him to take us back to the hotel. Somewhere near, we were sure, he just kept driving up and down one street after another getting us nowhere. At the next red light we bailed out, and of course left without paying. Soon in another cab it was still a fair old trek home but we had been extremely please with the meal.

Preparing the feast.

Always make friends with the Chef, you don't want him spitting in the soup.

Baa Lambs roasting by an open fire!

A table fo 2 Sir? They couldn't see me behind Jim.

El Skinny Kid tucks into the 6 types of meat.

Beef or Malbec first?

The sommelier brings the gratis good night drinks.


The prominent feature in Buenos Aries for the past fortnight has been the torrential rail. Apparently downpours to equal the Tempest with many areas under serious flooding, infrastructure breakdowns and before leaving La Plata there was a good chance I wasn't going to make it that day. I doubt that had much to do with the lack of birds at the Costanera Sur today, but in the past I have visited this reserve 8 separate times and have always recorded close to, or more than 3 figure totals. As I walked along what might be described as the 'sea wall' it quickly became apparent that it was going to be a slow day as on the first scan I saw only 3 birds. Obviously I was going to give it a bit of time, but by the time I walk the mile to the main gate I hadn't seen a Heron, Egret or Ibis of any description - unheard of! The path that leads from the gate to the circular walk has always been alive with birds, albeit common species such as Chalk-browed Mockingbird, Rufous Hornero and 3 species of Dove, but today there were barely a handful, while waterfowl, with the exception of Fulvous and White-faced Tree (Whistling) Duck, seemed nonexistent. However, persistence paid off as Chestnut-capped & Yellow-winged Blackbirds both entered the log, while shortly after a none too obliging Dark-throated Seedeater joined the World List. Just c3 Coscoroba and a single Black-necked Swan were photographed distantly, and as for Coots, which have been extremely numerous previously, amounted to c5White-winged, c3Red-fronted and a single Red-gartered miles away. All of this time the wind had been blowing a full gale, making small passerines very difficult, while the ever present threat of rain occasionally manifested itself with a light shower, but interest was maintained as a full adult Brown-hooded Gull flew overhead.

As if the small disaster of last evening were not enough, there was more to come. Having walked the 1.7 miles of the north path, I had opted not to cut across the reserve but complete the full perimeter first, the do the cross paths. At what is a secondary entrance a park official approached me indicating what I though to be the path ahead was closed, maybe flood water, maintenance or some such thing? Turning to retrace my steps, he stopped me again and pointed me to the gate, the park, for whatever reason was being closed. It is likely this was due to the impending weather that had looked none too promising all morning, but enquiring when it would be reopened found it's close tomorrow as well. This in itself was only a minor snag, as on my first visit here I had experienced a similar circumstance. So anxious to get birding, I had arrived at the same time as the official unlocking the gate at 06-00. That was timely I though but was soon told the reserve doesn't open until 08-00. Thinking it was twiddling thumbs time, I found the margins next to the main road full of birds, and was still busily recording new stuff when opening time arrived. I got lucky this time as well adding (Trans-Atlantic) Starling (yeah alright), Fulvous Whistling-Duck, Rosy-billed Pochard and Ringed Teal to the Trip List, while the latter was also a World Lifer.

A word on the Reserve, akin to Radipole Nature Reserve the Costanera Sur is bordered on 3 sides by urbanisation and on its south east edge by the River Plate. The perimeter walk is 4.7 miles, plus there are a series of cross paths. In the main a watercourse with what appear to be common reed and greater reed mace, plus marram grasses, many trees and bushes plus the occasional observation platform. It is also designated a special site for the preservation of birds.

A notice board

Costanera Sur from the main road, looking East.

and looking West

Black-necked Swan

Coscoroba

This was tough to identify, but an addition to the Trip List nonetheless the humble Starling.

as promised, a better picture of Red-crested Cardinal

Chestnut-capped Blackbird

Red-fronted Coot

White-winged Coot

Poor but spur of the moment shot of a male Rosy-billed Pochard

A male Ringed Teal

A pair of Ringed Teal

Picazuro Pigeon

One of the Cowbirds, a juvenile I sispect but as yet unidentified.

My latest pad.

A little luxury never hurt anyone.

and finally, going back to the 2 mystery birds at Punta Lara on Thursday 18th February, my mate Daragh Croxson has come up with the goods on one of them. A female/juvenile Masked Yellowthroat. In my guide there is just a thumbnail of a females head, the main picture showning an adult male, no excusses I totally overlooked it! This is an addition to the Trip List.

Two of the three pictures of 3 days ago repeated here.

Masked Yellowthroat, and I'll opt for the adult female on this one?

Lists Update

MASKED YELLOWTHROAT
CHESTNUT-CAPPED BLACKBIRD
YELLOW-WINGED BLACKBIRD
DARK-THROATED SEEDEATER*
STARLING
ROSY-BILLED POCHARD
RINGED TEAL*
RED-GARTERED COOT
RED-FRONTED COOT
WHITE-WINGED COOT

Trip Total - 900
World Lifers - 573
Endemics - 57