The place we inhabit as much as the present is the memory of it, and it is in the nature of memory to beget the making of more.
Chopta Birding in an Asthmatic Ertiga – Part Five
You don’t walk in the Himalaya as much as you straddle an edge between extreme elation and potential despair. And you can’t take your foot off the edge, because the edge is all there is.
Chopta Birding in an Asthmatic Ertiga – Part Four
Then it was time to go to the riverside, and bird from the bridge, where a female kalij pheasant was perched interestingly. Then, on the honeyguide path, I managed to snap up a streaked laughingthrush. Witnessing a dip in activity, we decided to drive back towards Ukhimath, and found a Himalayan bulbul perched beautifully.
Chopta Birding in an Asthmatic Ertiga – Part Three
This marvel of the rhododendron bloom and all sorts of pretty birds on the spectacular flowers, was the speciality of Chopta in the spring (March and April), and if the initial signs were anything to go by, my timing of the trip was being entirely vindicated.
Chopta Birding in an Asthmatic Ertiga – Part Two
As we made our way up to our camp for the night in the ailing Ertiga, a nasty surprise awaited us at the end of a long day.