What time of year is the prime flamingo season? I loved the photo series.

We may have seen that same flamingo doing that same behaviour but we thought it looked more like a boss male bullying other younger/smaller ones. The big guy strode around from spot to spot making a lot of noise and flinging his neck about.

This was really lucky. He didn’t hang around long. I just had time to get a few shots off before he scurried up the wall and out of sight.

Superb photo!

Thanks! I was really pleased with this too. It was lucky to be passing by at the right time.

Ugh. That’s painful to think about. I’ve had a few pedal injury’s (though none as serious as that sounds), so it’s easy to imagine.

Yes, I did figure this out eventually. Pretty funny first interpretation though.

We. That’s hard to imagine. It really must have seemed like it went on forever.

Thanks, Karen. It is really an attractive area, one I’d like to return to again someday.

Unfortunately, I must have a very small bladder and always have to think about where I can go. I don’t need a toilet, just a place to hide. That’s one of the many reasons I like to hike on a non travel day!

Thanks for the reminder. It’s been almost two months since this day and I haven’t thought about it since then. I’m going to have to make a winter project of rereading the journal to remind myself where the year went.

Thanks for pointing this out, Karen. I’ve never heard of this part of the war. Reading up on it now I feel anguished for the Canadian volunteers who had been fighting continuously since the D-Day invasion and were suffering from battle exhaustion. “ Men suffering from battle exhaustion would go catatonic and curl up in fetal position, but the report found that after a week of rest, most men would recover enough to speak and move about.”

Definitely. Best ferry ride ever.

So much work, but SO much fun!

Form of a wind break!