So there I was in Guatemala, where it’s cool to eat cookies before dawn. A murderer’s row of local and international scientists, conservationists, guides,...

This morning I woke up at the crack of dawn and was in Forest Park, binoculars and camera at the ready, when the first...

So there I was in Guatemala, where the living is easy. Our motley crew of American, Guatemalan, and British birders abandoned the sweet pine...

So there I was in Guatemala, where the people are good looking and the coffee is strong. The highlands birding of the previous evening...

After a grueling ordeal yesterday, which involved loading the contents of my third floor, two-bedroom apartment in Albany into a ginormous U-haul truck, driving...

Have you ever started your day knowing that the word “mundane” just wasn’t going to apply? That’s how I felt this morning when I...

So, just like the previous weekend I headed down to visit my folks this past Sunday and, en route, did some birding. For some...

After birding all day on Friday with Mike and Charlie I dropped Charlie off at his hotel and Mike off at his house and...