Birding the Chaff

Put it simply, I do not know European birds. Which is why I saw this one and sighed. Its vagueish eyebrow indicated its membership of that hated family: leaf warblers. A brief history - I have seen several in the Himalayas, probably some in the Western Ghats, and a total of nil have been identified.… Continue reading Birding the Chaff

Warbling Wonder

Some shots are skill. Some shots are patience. And some shots are just pure luck. (Guess which one this was.) The problem with the mountains is that seasons exist. And while this meant that I got to experience the relatively foreign sensation of cold (and the pleasures of camp fires, jackets, and fingers so numb… Continue reading Warbling Wonder