A little hope, a little expectation in a season that should be of many.
But just as the current weather has not been kind, birdwaves too have been hardly of any. Finally, a first after a couple of trips up the bukit, it was highly delightful, challenging as ever, to be caught up in one.
As if the pace was not frenzied enough, the light was equally blinding.
The highly energetic Arctic Warbler was the first challenger, then the continuously melodious Large Woodshrike broke the momentum with its appearance, momentarily.
The Asian Brown Flycatcher was an image of composure, coolly surveying the surrounding.
Even before the 'wave' descended, the Greater Racket-tailed Drongo could be heard noisily in the background, and this one was to be involved in a little drama as soon as the 'wave' moved on (more of this in the next post).
I guessed it's fun to join in the party as this one of a nearby flock of Blue-throated Bee-eaters decided to break away and forage together.
And as I was played like a puppet during the avian mayhem, turning around, I was shocked to see this one right behind me, too too close for comfort, and not given another chance for a reshoot.
And as if to mock me, one Ashy Minivet was as far-off as the Malkoha was as close-by!
And was I glad when it was all over? Not a chance, as usual wishing that the minutes could have slowed down, as during any birdwave. And further down the bukit, sighting of a resting Brown Shrike rounded off an energetic birding outing.
