In clear sunlight and cool, upland air, grey-headed robins inspected Vilis’s and my campsite while we ate a hot porridge breakfast. Operatic chowchillas sang resonating melodies in the rainforest, a...
After a hot porridge breakfast, we broke camp at Tall Timbers and drove north past dairy herds, mist-shrouded hills, and the wind turbines rearing against their backdrop of lush green pastures, wind-s...
