The canopy walkway at Borneo Rainforest Lodge.
Dawn in the mist. The morning sounds of gibbons.
Breakfast while watching a trogon, or a pygmy squirrel.
The ringing call of the Chestnut-necklaced Partidge.
The monotonous tone of the Black and Crimson Pitta.
The diabolical laughter of the Helmetted Hoirnbill.
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| Looking down on the river |
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| Looking down on the canopy and the walkway from far above in the tree |
I am privileged. I have been there. I have heard the sounds of the Bornean rainforest.
5 comments:
Oh wow, these shots are amazing, Glenda!
You do like rubbing it in don't you? LOL
Wonderful pix Glenda. Yes you are privileged and what wonderful privileges to receive.
Still green
I asked about a trogon, never heard of it before. Googled, what a pretty bird.
These photos just make me grin and grin and grin.
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