Haven't written much off-late.. coming back after a while.
It's a trip down the memory lane - triggered by a birding trip we went on this weekend.
I was never good at kite flying - but that did not take away the joy of accompanying my friends as they went about flying them. It was one such evening when disaster stuck. A vulture got stuck in the sharp thread of the kite and came crashing down.
It fell next to our boundary wall - and we rushed to take a look at it. I don't recollect now the exact type it was - maybe it was the Egyptian Vulture or who knows it might have been a white backed vulture. There were just too many vultures and no one loved them. Anyway, I was not so keen into bird watching back then.
We did not know much about what to feed it. We had a pet dog and I knew that it used to like milk. So I borrowed its pan, poured some milk and kept it next to the hurt vulture. Of course vulture did not care much for the milk - and we did not know much about how to take care of it.
How I wish - we all knew how to care of the vultures back then.
Fast forward to the weekend birding trip. Almost after a gap of 30 years, I was lucky to have seen a Vulture in its natural habitat. For my children, it was a first time they had sighted the vulture - can you believe it! What a rare sight it has become! It seems there are 20-25 vultures in the hillocks near Ramanagara, so we took a detour to it while coming back from Ranganthitu and were rewarded by the rare sight.
Somehow that "extra" sight was more thrilling than all the Ibis, Storks and Pelicans we saw at Ranganthitu. The bird was perched high up in a hole on the cliff. The camera battery was dying out - and the guard at the check-post was telling us to hurry - but we were lucky enough to click a snap or two and capture that bird and moment for eternity.
It's a trip down the memory lane - triggered by a birding trip we went on this weekend.
I was never good at kite flying - but that did not take away the joy of accompanying my friends as they went about flying them. It was one such evening when disaster stuck. A vulture got stuck in the sharp thread of the kite and came crashing down.
It fell next to our boundary wall - and we rushed to take a look at it. I don't recollect now the exact type it was - maybe it was the Egyptian Vulture or who knows it might have been a white backed vulture. There were just too many vultures and no one loved them. Anyway, I was not so keen into bird watching back then.
We did not know much about what to feed it. We had a pet dog and I knew that it used to like milk. So I borrowed its pan, poured some milk and kept it next to the hurt vulture. Of course vulture did not care much for the milk - and we did not know much about how to take care of it.
How I wish - we all knew how to care of the vultures back then.
Fast forward to the weekend birding trip. Almost after a gap of 30 years, I was lucky to have seen a Vulture in its natural habitat. For my children, it was a first time they had sighted the vulture - can you believe it! What a rare sight it has become! It seems there are 20-25 vultures in the hillocks near Ramanagara, so we took a detour to it while coming back from Ranganthitu and were rewarded by the rare sight.
Somehow that "extra" sight was more thrilling than all the Ibis, Storks and Pelicans we saw at Ranganthitu. The bird was perched high up in a hole on the cliff. The camera battery was dying out - and the guard at the check-post was telling us to hurry - but we were lucky enough to click a snap or two and capture that bird and moment for eternity.
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