Category: Himalayas
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Some birds, like people, are special. Not because they are gorgeous or difficult to spot, but because they hold our fondest memories, those that awaken…
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(Part 1 here) It was with a slight trepidation that I plonked myself on the hapless Ustaad, the pony assigned to me. I hoped he…
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It was on a cold April morning, at the predawn hour of 4 am, when we huddled ourselves into the vehicle that would take us…
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My earliest memories of seeing a Himalayan Monal pheasant were on a make-shift screen, in the mid-80s, sitting cross legged on the ground with scores…