To describe my lifelong fascination with flight and with creatures that fly I like to echo the words of John James Audubon who in 1839 wrote of himself as "...one who never can cease to admire and to study with zeal and the most heartfelt reverence, the wonderful productions of an Almighty Creator."
Monday, September 14, 2009
White-capped Dipper at Machu Picchu
It is seldom that I visit a place so spectacular that a shortage of birds almost doesn't matter. On my visit to Machu Picchu a few days ago I was hoping to find several birds I'd never seen before, but I saw very few besides the many Blue-and-white Swallows that were nesting there, and the ubiquitous Rufous-collared Sparrow. As our train followed the river for a couple of hours from Cusco, I tried to spy a White-capped Dipper, but not until we had visited the sanctuary and had returned down to catch the train in the town of Machu Picchu did I finally see one in the creek beside the market. A dandy little bird.
It is seldom that I visit a place so spectacular that a shortage of birds almost doesn't matter. On my visit to Machu Picchu a few days ago I was hoping to find several birds I'd never seen before, but I saw very few besides the many Blue-and-white Swallows that were nesting there, and the ubiquitous Rufous-collared Sparrow. As our train followed the river for a couple of hours from Cusco, I tried to spy a White-capped Dipper, but not until we had visited the sanctuary and had returned down to catch the train in the town of Machu Picchu did I finally see one in the creek beside the market. A dandy little bird.
Blue-and-white Swallow, parent and young
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