I was home for six days before my next obligation, the mostly fun
opportunity to lead field trips for the biannual get-together of the recently
renamed QBNA – Queer Birders of North America. Many of the group were also keen
on watching bugs and other things, but I don’t remember what we were looking at
here.
We had field trips to Patagonia where we saw Violet-crowned
Hummingbird, among many others.
After our successful search for Rufous-capped Warblers in Miller
Canyon, I mis-stepped in the rocky creek bottom and did a face plant from great
height onto the unforgiving boulders. I thought I had broken some bones or
shattered my patella, but I only suffered some serious bruises and tore open
the knee of my brand new Royal Robbins field pants. But I did destroy my Zeiss
spotting scope, later finding out after it was shipped to Germany that it was
beyond repair. After the warblers, our most memorable sightings was this beetle
Chrysina beyeri that perfectly
matched Marcel’s toe polish.
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