This blog continues my account of a trip to
Ecuador with Marc Brew, Jon Hornbuckle and Rod Martins and very professionally
led by Gabriel (Gabo) Bucheli. Unless stated the photos
in this blog were taken (mostly by me) with Jon's Canon Powershot SX50.
30
January (continued). We met Thierry Garcia, a very likeable ex-pat Frenchman, at the only obvious hotel in
Loreto at around noon and had a packed lunch in their lobby, our wellingtons
which we’d not had chance to clean leaving a trail of dried mud. We got the things out of Gabo’s vehicle for
Rio Bigal having repacked the previous evening so as not to have to take at
least half of our stuff - I’d put a bag of the things I might need in Rod’s
rucksack. A large pickup taxi was
summoned and we all piled in with our stuff in the back. Thierry and Cesar, his cook, were dropped at the local
market to buy final provisions while the taxi driver took us to his house to
pick up a large gas cylinder. We
collected Thierry and Cesar who joined the bags of supplies and Gabo in the back
giving Jon a cardboard tray of eggs to nurse.
We headed east out of town and after a few kms turned north onto a dirt
road which we followed for twenty minutes or so. Two mules and their muleteer were waiting to
take our gear and supplies the final 5-6 km to Rio Bigal and while they were
being loaded we started walking. The
track immediately became very muddy, treacherously so in places, and it was
clear why we could not have driven any further.
Most of the walk, which took about two hours, was through cleared areas
with scattered trees that did not seem particularly productive although we saw
Green-backed Trogon, Many-banded Aracari and Violaceous Jay. We did not enter decent forest until shortly
before the turn off to the lodge, having been passed by the mules a few minutes
earlier. The turn-off was not at all
obvious, a narrow almost invisible trail despite the fact that two mules had
just gone down it. So much so that Jon,
who was some way ahead at this stage, walked right past it, Gabo catching up
with him 0.5 km further on. The trail
was dark, muddy and steep in places but after five minutes we came to the lodge
set in a small clearing. It was very
basic open ended affair with a downstairs living area, upstairs sleeping area
where Thiery set up tents, mattresses and sleeping bags and adjacent shower and
toilets. The setting was brilliant, just
my sort of place to be right on site.
After sorting out our stuff we headed back to the entrance track and
continued further down it for the final hour or so of daylight seeing Blackish
and Western Wood Pewees and Lafresnaye’s Piculet. We had an excellent meal and an early night.
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| Thierry and his guys prepare loads for the mules. The planks were not coming but supposedly to improve the track. Hmm. |
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| Jon looks on |
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| a short way down the trail was this viewpoint. It was the only river we saw. |
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| Gabo scanning the distant canopy, unfortunately in vain |
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| Morpho or Owl-eye |
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| Smooth-billed Ani |
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| Roadside Hawk |
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| on the way to Rio Bigal, our eggs were being well looked after by Cesar |
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| male Green-backed Trogon |
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| going home |
31 January. After an early breakfast we spent the morning dodging showers as we birded along some of the narrow trails at Rio Bigal. They included the intriguing Hot Lips trail, named for a plant. Our main target was Pink-throated Brilliant but they were not playing ball and a probable flypast for some was the best we managed. A male Ecuadorian Piedtail was good consolation for me and I also saw Sooty and Spot-backed Antbirds, Amazonian Umbrellabird and Striped Manakin. We returned for lunch and in the afternoon tried our luck further along the entrance track, first calling in at a shelter where we disturbed a roosting Blackish Nightjar. Pink-throated Brilliant had been seen on some flowers a km or so along the entrance track but few hummers were in evidence. One that was was a male Gould's Jewelfront - the same genus as the brilliant and even better looking. We had spread out a bit when Gabo got a good view of a perched Pink-throated Brilliant but it immediately flew (I heard it go) and with no flowers in the immediate vicinity did not return. Disappointing but it would have been more so had I missed the jewelfront. The track was more open than the trails and we saw Paradise, Golden and Masked Tanagers and Moriche Oriole while I had a brief view of a male Fulvous Shrike-Tanager. A vocal Musician Wren was tempted to fly across the track but it dived into thick vegetation where it was impossible to see. After another good meal and as it was not raining Jon and I went out spotlighting with Thierry and Gabo. By walking slowly and looking carefully at hanging leaves Thierry pointed out lots of insects and bugs, a thin snake and an impressive Monkey Frog but foolishly I had not thought to take Jon's camera.
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| very poor image of a Striped Manakin |
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| the Lodge at Rio Bigal |
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| Thierry, Jon, me, Marc and Gabo (Rod had wandered off, photo by Cesar) |
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| male Gould's Jewelfront. Something I had wanted to see since 1983. Then Steve Gantlett and I were on the Guyana Trail in Venezuela and Steve said words to the effect of 'oh good, I was hoping to see one of these'. I turned and saw a perched hummer but it had gone before I could get my bins up. |
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| Now 32 years later I could say the same, 'oh good, I was hoping to see one of these'. It had been worth the wait! |
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| the trail past Rio Bigal |
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| Hot Lips |
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| Yellow-tufted Woodpecker |
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| evening log at Rio Bigal (photo by Thierry, as is the next) |
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| Marc, Jon, Gabo, Rod and me (lost in thought - what was that woodhaunter/foliage-gleaner I had seen ....) |
1 February. We spent a very wet morning along the track again hoping for Pink-throated Brilliant with Jon and Marc being successful. The Blackish Nightjar was in its usual place and I managed to get some photographs without disturbing it. The afternoon was not quite so wet and the rain even stopped before it got dark although there was still not a lot of activity. I did see a female Wire-crested Thorntail, Ornate Flycatcher, the usual Pewees, Golden-headed and Blue-rumped Manakins and Green & Gold, Swallow and Opal-crowned Tanagers. As the light was fading I was watching a Yellow-throated Bush-Tanager in some dense vegetation (2-3 had been in the lodge clearing on previous evenings). It was moving slowly then stopped in a vertical position with its head pointing down. It remained visible but unmoving in this position until the light completely went at least fifteen minutes later. It seemed certain that it had gone to roost. Thiery showed us some of the photos taken by camera traps taken near the lodge. Amongst a selection of very impressive animals - Jaguar, Spectacled Bear, Tapir - he had some of Grey-winged Trumpeters. Theirry told us they were a nuisance setting off his camera traps and sometimes when he was at the lodge on his own he had seen a group walking up the path and into the clearing. It was one of my most wanted birds but not something I thought I had a realistic chance of seeing so hearing that they were fairly common in the area was not something I wanted to know when we were leaving. I had not thought to ask Theirry about trumpeters and was now regretting it, not that two days creeping around his trails was likely to have been successful (a trumpeter will always see me and scarper before I see it). Sadly our stay (and our time with Gabo) was almost over as we had to leave Rio Bigal at first light. It was a very nice area with an excellently positioned lodge but we had not stayed long enough to do it justice, although long periods of heavy rain had not helped.
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| walking the main track in heavy rain |
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| rather bedraggled Blackish Nightjar, using crown feathers as an umbrella? |
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| a very muddy Hot Lips Trail |
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| still raining |
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| a challenge for the autofocus and then not all the butterfly was in the frame |
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| Tapir footprint |
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| the Blackish Nightjar was drying out |
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| Hot Lips Trail when the rain had stopped, the orange 'root' caught my eye as it had not yet reached the ground |
2 February. We had breakfast before it was light and left our bags in the lodge. We were going out as we had come, us walking the entrance track to meet a taxi at 08:00 and our bags going by mule. We said goodbye Thierry and Cesar, excellent hosts, who were staying to pack things away and left Rio Bigal as it was getting light at 06:15. From the track we saw a noisy, mobile group of at least 17 Military Macaws, Blue-throated Piping-Guan, Speckled Chachalacas, Chestnut-eared Aracari and 100+ White-collared Swifts. After an hour or so a single mule and rider passed us, going to collect our bags. We reached the pickup point at 07:55, the mule with our bags at 07:58 and the taxi at 07:59. Impressive. We stopped on the way back to Loreto for a White Hawk and once there quickly transferred into Gabo's vehicle. We had two hours to get to Coca which was an hour's drive away but wanted another look for Brown-rumped Foliage-gleaner on the way. We tried the same area as previously but with no more success. We arrived in Coca dead on 11:00 but some ATM difficulties and a road being dug up requiring us to walk the last 200m meant we did not get to the rendezvous until 11:20. No rush as another passenger was awaited and their flight had been delayed. We met Domingo who would be our guide at Sani Lodge and said a sad farewell to Gabo who had been excellent and was now driving back to Guango to stay with his brother and then Quito where he was meeting two more clients. It was no surprise that Gabo was much in demand being a very good birder, organiser and driver, very easy going and a thoroughly nice bloke too.
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| Military Macaws on the walk out from Rio Bigal |
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| the track was no less muddy than when we arrived |
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| Chestnut-eared Aracari |
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| Swallow-tailed Kite |
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| back at the lookout, still nothing soaring over the canopy |
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| Blue-throated Piping-Guan |
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| White Hawk, trying to properly expose it defeated me |
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| day flying Green-banded Urania moth near Loreto. We saw them both times we visited this area. |
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| Coca waterfront and our departure point for Sani Lodge. We would be taking a motorised canoe, possibly the green roofed one in the far distance, for two hours down the Rio Napo |
