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The Wildlife of Iguazu Falls

Wildlife spotting at Iguazu
Wildlife spotting at Iguazu

As promised, I continue with my posts about my first Around-the-World trip. Iguazu Falls has a special place in my heart for the reason I listed here. As part of my series of posts on Buenos Aires, I suggested day trips to Tigre and Colonia if you have a couple of extra days to spare on your trip to Argentina. If you have a week in the area, however, there is no reason why you can’t hop aboard the short flight from the conveniently located domestic airport in Buenos Aires to Puerto Iguazu. You can, of course, also go from Brazil, but for some of us that means obtaining a visa.

Of course, the main attraction here is the some 270+ waterfalls set in a beautiful jungle setting which we will get to, but the area is also a great place for wildlife watching, especially for ornithologists, amateur or professional. Early morning or early evening are the best times to see the animals, but it’s really a matter of luck and patience. You can see tropical birds, mammals such as the raccoon-like coatis, or monkeys, vultures, exotic butterflies, and the like. I spent but 24 hours in the area yet here is a sampling of some of the wildlife I encountered during my brief stay.

I’m not an ornithologist by trade. For more on bird-watching in Iguazu, this post by Harold Stiver I found seems like a good starting point. I have more photos of the falls themselves here, and my story of visiting this magical place here

Postcard from the Road #5: Chuchuwayha Community Hall and Arriving Home before the Mail

Dear Friend,

I encountered this old building on my drive from Keremeos to Hope, BC. The low clouds and fog made for an eerie scene, and with the last little bit of daylight left, I took this photo. A cursory Google search of Chuchuwayha reveals a small Reserve of the Upper Similkameen Band, population 76. I did not see a soul during my few minutes here. I would have loved to see the dollar (loonie) auction or stayed for bingo night, though. I am not sure what to think about that smiley face, except it looks somehow creepy to me.

My inspiration for this photo comes in part from the blog of my friend Melinda Green Harvey, whom I had the tremendous fortune of meeting at a photography workshop in Santa Fe taught by the tireless and incomparable Brett Erickson. Her blog is based on the concept of posting one photo every single day without fail, and she has managed to stick to this exhausting theme for four years! You’ll find many photos of old buildings there, like this one, for example. On top of all that, she has a tremendous eye for photography.

I’m back in New York now, so will get to posting more actual travel stories and tips. Iguazu and Peru are next.

Remember when you’d be traveling somewhere and send a postcard home to family, and the mail delivery service was so slow you’d end up beating it back home before it arrived? In that manner, I can continue with this series if you like, or I can stop. Let me know what you, the reader, want.

Chuchuwayha
Chuchuwayha

 

Best,

The Gentleman Backpacker

 

 

 

People I’ve Met on my Travels Episode 1: Florianopolis

The magic of travel is in the people you meet
The magic of travel is in the people you meet

Over the years, I have been so fortunate to meet so many amazing people on my travels. This has been the greatest gift of travel for me, and I think about my times with these wonderful people all the time. From time to time, I’d like to share some of these tales with you.

It was December of 2012. I was in Florianopolis in the south of Brazil. We were on the deck of a beach house at Santinho. The moon and the stars were out and it was a bright night–so bright we could see the whitecaps of the waves breaking on the beach. I had a drum between my legs, and recalling my high school concert band experience and my mother’s tutelage from when I was a child (she went to Jiulliard back in the day), I was focused on getting the rhythm right. My beautiful friends’ father looked at me and said in Portuguese, which his daughters translated for me: “No, with more feeling!” In a moment that was straight out of a cheesy movie a shooting star swept across the southern skies and soon we were saying our good-byes, and I had more than a little bit of moisture in my eyes.

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