I never put much thought into it, but when I finally did, I realized that I do enjoy terrible puns. When it comes to actual Trogons, though – they’re always the cause for lots of excitement in the bush. Here in T&T, we have three species, two of which I observed sitting on the same tree some time ago. And when I say sitting, I do mean just resting on their feet, these birds have terribly small feet, and can barely hop along a branch without using their wings.
Smallest of the three is the Guianan Trogon, a male pictured here. I usually prefer my subjects looking into the frame, but with the dreary lighting and dead branch, the bird looking out of the frame worked better I think.
Just a few metres away, a pair of Green-backed Trogons cooed to each other. The light was changing quickly, and I actually underexposed this image considerably. Fortunately I don’t shoot film so the image was recoverable!
I didn’t have much time to soak in the experience of having this pair so close to each other, as we heard the woosh of wings and four Channel-billed Toucans flew past, really low down. One stayed to check us out, I don’t know what made it feel that it’d be able to hide 🙂
The characteristic call of the Violaceous Euphonia always betrays his location. They never seem to hush, which is an invaluable tool in locating tiny birds high up against a bright white sky!
Before long, it began to rain, and rain in the forest makes it almost impossible to track birds audibly. When you’re shimmering like this Rufous-tailed Jacamar though, it’s difficult to go unnoticed. If you look carefully, you’d see how wet she is.
On the way out, a large shape flew in – my good old friend Turkey Vulture, this one from the migratory race – the Turkey Vultures without that white on their nape are resident birds.