Chachalaca

Not much new here. Rainy yet again, but it's quiet at the station because it's the weekend so it's a bit more relaxing.

At this point, I have spent almost exactly half of the year sleeping in a tent, and while sometimes this has it's disadvantages, I love waking up to the sound of rain on the rain fly. I don't love when it rains and I don't have the rain fly on and I didn't particularly love waking up to this a couple of times per week in Mexico:



The chorus of plain chachalacas in the trees around us.