After breakfast at the Cafe “San Francisco”, which has excellent coffee and biscuits, we headed over to Ocampo. We birded briefly in town, but headed up towards the highlands (over 4000 feet elevation), where we wanted to bird before it got late.
I made a new friend today named Guzman. He lives in Ocampo, and has been interested in birds for about a year now. I think he’d like to become a bird guide one day. Guzman had a great sense of humor and accompanied us throughout the day.
On our way up, we saw a campaign slogan that read “Vota para Pedro”. If you’re under 30 and have seen the movie Napolean Dynamite, you’ll appreciate the humor I found in this message.
Also on the way up, we ended up behind a pickup truck which had a bumper sticker that I found shocking. It had an american flag on the left, a confederate flag on the right, and words in the middle which took me a while to make out.
Yankee’s - 1
Rebels - 0
Halftime
I wasn’t shocked so much by the bumper sticker (unfortunately, I’m all too accustomed to this type of stupidity having grown up in Texas), but rather by the fact that the person driving the truck in all likelihood has no understanding what the sticker means. Mexico has a thriving after-market for cars once they’ve reached the end of their life in the US, and no doubt the sticker came with the truck when it was bought by it’s new owner.
We hit the jackpot for birding on a road down to the small town of Gallito (at least Saul and Guzman tell me that’s the name of the town) off Highway 66 between the cities of Ocampo and Tula. This road was notable for two reasons. First, we got great looks at species which can be very hard to see (Blue Mockingbird, Mountain Trogon, Crimson-collared Grosbeak, and many more). Second, the birding stayed good throughout the morning. This was an exciting change from the other mornings of feast or famine.
Mel and I observed a fascinating interaction between a Wedge-tailed Sabrewing (5 inch hummingbird) and Yellow-bellied Sapsucker (woodpecker) that defied belief. The hummingbird would swoop at the woodpecker, to chase it off, and then land on the side of a tree like the woodpecker! It spread its tail, and drooped its wings, and sat on the side of a sizeable tree branch like it was a woodpecker. The sapsucker would then swoop at the sabrewing, to chase it off. This behavior continued for several minutes before the sapsucker left the area.
After getting tired and hungry, we headed up to Tula to get lunch. This town is over 400 years old, and looked different than typical Mexican cities. The streets were much narrower, and the whole city was placed atop steep hills, such that walking around was a tiring experience, either going up or down. I continue to eat like a king, and if it’s possible to gain weight while hiking 5 to 10 miles a day, I’ll probably do it.
After lunch, we birded areas lower in elevation down Highway 66, finally reaching Ocampo. Though we found some birds hear and there, it was very slow once again. Since we plan on spending a good deal of time in the lowlands of Llera (we’re scouting there tomorrow), we may come back to the Hotel a bit early on the day we bird this area on the post-festival trip.
Here’s the day’s list for those interested. Read the rest of this entry »