The paranoia continued throughout the trip and didn't just affect me. My brother was convinced that the grills on all the vehicle windscreens were there to prevent armed hold-ups rather than to stop flying stones breaking the glass!
Birding the mangroves as Hsui was like birding mangroves anywhere - bloody hard work. Eventually most of the target species were seen, albeit often briefly.
On the beach it was nice to see something that I actually recognised
The afternoon was spent birding open habitats just inland and was fairly productive for honeyeaters, mannikins, warblers, raptors, etc.
Another early start next morning, this time for a flight to Tari. The flight left and arrived on time; this is getting worrying.
Upon arrival at the airport, it looked like news of my presence had got around
but it turned out they were all waiting for another VIP
Our destination was the famous Ambua Lodge. Everyone raves about this place and from the price of a room, one would certainly expect it to be outstanding. I was not convinced however. I've stayed in plenty of places that were more scenically attractive, had better facilities, better food, etc. I guess they can get away with the outrageous fees because of the lack of competition. There is another lodge just up the road but it is almost as expensive and when our leaders checked it out it was horrendous, there was even a dead animal on top of the fridge!
We were now in the uplands so it was raining. We spent the afternoon birding around the huts.
|Great Woodswallow in the rain|
|Princess Stephanie's Astrapia|