Another 6.30 departure, for Doi Lang, a National Park high in the mountains, overlooking Burma. It took over an hour to climb up, Choom is a very average driver, he uses the wrong gear and kangaroos the brakes on steep climbs and descents - of which there were many.
As we reached the top, we saw 4 camo hides placed across the road - which is a dead end - big lenses sticking out pointing at a Mountain Bamboo Partridge. After viewing the bird, we drove through the gap which had been left, seeing another 3 Partridges later on.
We spent the morning marching up and down the hill - slowly - stopping at feeding stations. The latter were small opened out areas off the road, the first one opposite a big sign which forbade the feeding of mealworms, the playing of tape lures and nest photography.
Logs and stones had been strategically placed, our stools were placed at the viewing point, mealworms sprinkled and .... we waited. This is the largest area, where a Rubythroat should have appeared !.
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| Rusty-cheeked Scimitar Babbler |
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| White-browed Laughingthrush |
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| Hill Blue Flycatcher |
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| Hill Blue Flycatcher |
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| Slaty-blue Flycatcher |
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| Rusty-cheeked Scimitar Babblers |
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| Spot-breasted Parrotbill |
This was the pattern of the day, moving from one feeding area to another - then back again. As is becoming normal, Neil and the Bees periodically left us to take a walk or two, seeing many more birds than us geriatrics.
At one point my lifelong 'want' - since Richardson's bird book was isssued and I saw its painting - Siberian Rubythroat, showed very well in a sunlit area at the bottom of a steep slope. No thanks was my sensible response, after I'd tried the first bit. The Bees did kindly offer to get me down - later agreeing that I couldn't have got back up ! .
Driving on to another area, a Siberian Rubythroat appeared as soon as the minibus stopped. It was very shaded but I managed a few photos.
We drove as far as the first checkpoint before the Burmese border, not exactly heavily guarded. There were several Japanese photographers wandering about beyond the checkpoint. No-one would tell Neil why they were there..........
The Ultramarine Flycatcher feeding station was empty of birds, he was probably stuffed from all the daytime feeding. Try again to-morrow, in the morning.
A second evening meal at the karaoke restaurant. Loud and intrusive, we have to come back to the resort for the checklist.
The resort is very pleasantly situated in wooded, shrubbed and flowered grounds. They farm organically on the premises - we had a bunch of crinkly lettuce included in our lunch box. It should have been breakfast !
All the following are Pam's photos.
Our bungalow
The Greenhouse
The Grounds
At one point my lifelong 'want' - since Richardson's bird book was isssued and I saw its painting - Siberian Rubythroat, showed very well in a sunlit area at the bottom of a steep slope. No thanks was my sensible response, after I'd tried the first bit. The Bees did kindly offer to get me down - later agreeing that I couldn't have got back up ! .
Driving on to another area, a Siberian Rubythroat appeared as soon as the minibus stopped. It was very shaded but I managed a few photos.
We drove as far as the first checkpoint before the Burmese border, not exactly heavily guarded. There were several Japanese photographers wandering about beyond the checkpoint. No-one would tell Neil why they were there..........
The Ultramarine Flycatcher feeding station was empty of birds, he was probably stuffed from all the daytime feeding. Try again to-morrow, in the morning.
A second evening meal at the karaoke restaurant. Loud and intrusive, we have to come back to the resort for the checklist.
The resort is very pleasantly situated in wooded, shrubbed and flowered grounds. They farm organically on the premises - we had a bunch of crinkly lettuce included in our lunch box. It should have been breakfast !
All the following are Pam's photos.
Our bungalow
The Greenhouse
The Grounds
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