way in the distance, a White-necked, or Pacific Heron, has flown high into the trees
At some point around now we'd ventured back to the round-house (previous post) for lunch break. It was the right time to take a quick peak that none had picked up any leeches, and with a casual glance to the concrete floor as I put down my backpack --- one big leech was noted taking a quick hike near to my foot!
One valiant male sprayed it with repellant, while a female member sitting alongside of me, dropped a pinch of salt on it. That seemed to work like a general anaesthesia; goodnight leech. Sorry leech, but somehow they're not the kind of thing you can really feel justified about 'just letting be'. If it'd been a butterfly I'd have taken a photo to share.
Out in the field, a tall tree, and a Coucal Pheasant was seen sitting in there. I hadn't been able to pick it up though, but while I'd walked away to observe the lichen, that's when the Coucal Pheasant flew OUT of the tree, giving all that were watching a great sighting. You win some, you lose some.
Like I said on the first of this series, it's not always the birds you see when birding, of course
....and yes, there's more