For earlier entries on my Asia adventure, click on the Bhutan & Thailand tab above Act IX: Choosing Pangolins Over Palaces (Birding in Thailand #3)
Any Bangkok guidebook or tourist web page lists the Thai King's Grand Palace as the "#1 must-see." You have one day in the city? Grand Palace. Two or more days? Then see Grand Palace, Thing 1, and Thing 2. Me, visiting Thailand for the first time? No Grand Palace for me.
My time in Thailand was arranged to see birds, not palaces. I was solidly seeking birds from 5 a.m. my very first day in Thailand until I was dropped off at the airport the evening of Day 8, my last day in Asia.
On Day 2, my guide Nick and I made our way to the privately-owned Baan Maka Nature Lodge with cabins and other amenities nestled in the forest outside of Kaeng Krachan National Park. This was going to be our overnight home for the next three days.
Example of cabin/rooms at Baan Maka
Example of a room in their cabins, looked very much like mine
A very pleasant outdoor, shaded dining patio
After getting settled into each of our comfortable rooms and having lunch in their outdoor dining patio, we set up our general schedule. Leave before daylight and bird until lunch. Back to the lodge for lunch and some down-time during the heat of the day (nap? read? more birding on the lodge grounds?), then head out for some afternoon jaunt to bird some other area until dark. Then back to our lodge for the evening dinner, complete our daily bird checklist, and get some sleep. Rinse and repeat.
Part of the grounds at Baan Maka; makes for good birding too!
Entrance to Kaeng Krachan National Park
Each trip into the park had a different focus. Nick planned it all to capitalize on the variety of elevations and typical bird activity. We'd get to the lower, hotter forests at first light, when still cool, moving to higher elevation forests as the morning warmed up. Our afternoon jaunts would find us exploring higher elevations until dusk, where we'd then visit certain night-time roosting spots Nick knew about to catch birds coming to their nightly tree cavities or nests. We'd be one of the last cars remaining in the park as we made our way out in the enveloping darkness, back to our lodging.
Nick and I had many chances to chat as we were driving about. I knew Nick was British, but how'd he land in Thailand? After touring much of the world after college (birding while doing so), Thailand seemed to be a good fit, so he put down roots. Over 20 years of birding and guiding birders in Thailand, he continues to expand his guiding services to several other east-Asia countries. He also speaks what I would consider fluent Thai (seemed like it to me!). His website, thaibirding.com, is one of the foremost information sources on birding Thailand; my internet searching would lead me to various sites which would all point back to his.
Nick's website, filled with information
Being that he's crawled all over this part of Thailand, Nick had a list of spots to check -- heck, even individual TREES -- throughout the trip. See, this is what you get from a professional guide that I simply couldn't know about on my own. How would I know to go to Place A during the morning, but not the afternoon? Or that this one watering hole is better in the afternoon than it is in the morning? Or I'd see some non-bird creature -- a butterfly, a lizard, a monkey, some deer-looking hooved beast, or even a crab -- that Nick would identify and give me its general natural history rundown. It was invaluable to have Nick be able to add various pieces of the puzzle that created my experience of Thailand.
Dusky Langur
Muntjac
One of our first lunchtime "siestas," Nick had retired to his room as I stuck around the dining patio. The property had a bird-feeding station placed nearby; a platformed buffet of seeds, nuts, and fruit. Even tree shrews found it irresistible.
I enjoyed one of my first hornbill sightings here; the Pied Hornbill:
Orange-bellied Flowerpecker photobombed by a butterfly
Our daily ventures were always interesting. Even if the midday warm temperatures silenced many birds, we would find other things of interest: butterflies, elephant poo on park roads, or pig-tailed macaques hanging out at roadside stops waiting for an opening to nab some snacks from unsuspecting humans.
A butterfly hotspot
Elephant droppings that were NOT there the day before
Sign crunched by an elephant scratching an itch?
Pig-tailed Macaques checking things out
Nick also had some very birdy spots outside the park we'd visit, particularly Baan Song Nok (translation: A home to spot birds, which it is!), a property owned by retired art teacher Auntie Aek. A very nice background on her and this property can be found here. She developed her land into a birder's attraction by adding man-made ponds and viewing blinds (or you could sit comfortably in a shaded patio, watch television monitors showing those same springs in real time, and sprint up to the blinds when something rare is spotted). One afternoon was spent sitting in the blind, enjoying the various birds (and those cute tree shrews!) stopping by for a drink.
And...at dusk, when we were about to give up, the long-awaited
Slaty-legged Crake showed up. Cheers! Photo credit Nick Upton
All of the above bird photos were taken on our visit by Nick Upton, with even more found here. Here are a few of mine from the viewing blind at Ban Song Nok:
Red Junglefowl, looking suspiciously like chickens but aren't
Another rascally Tree Shrew
Spotted Dove
One day of birding in a foreign country feels like 5 days of normal life, only without the equivalent sleep. It's GO-GO-GO (keeping all your senses sharp, because: birds) interspersed with downtime (minutes go by with no birds in sight) that leads to lethargy; and then BOOM, there's a bird! Wake up and go-go-go again. Your brain goes into overdrive trying to remember bird names and identification tips. Plus, being in a place with overwhelming new sights and sounds? The combination is both mentally exhausting and spiritually exhilarating. You're battling with yourself as you try to stay on point constantly while hoping for the chance to close your eyes for five seconds (and risk breaking the Rule for Serious Birders: Stay Awake Or Be Sorry).
On the second night of our park visit, we were driving towards the park exit at dusk after a particularly slow afternoon of birding (we had spent much of our afternoon taking close-up photos of butterflies and flowers since all birds seemed to have disappeared). As darkness fell, I momentarily forgot the Rule. I tucked away my binoculars and camera, thinking the day was done. A birder's biggest sin. I let the feeling of riding on twisty roads in the dark hypnotize me. True to birding karma, I was unprepared for what happened next.
Reflective glints from a pair of eyes low down in a bush appeared on the side of the road. "That's probably a cervet or some small critter," Nick said, slowing down as those eyes with a peculiar body attached to them started to walk onto the road. I slowly started waking up from my hypnotic state. It wasn't a bird, but second-best: some other non-bird critter.
In the next nanosecond, Nick slammed on the brakes and shouted "$&!#!!!!! It's a PANGOLIN!!!" Grabbing his camera, he jumped out and started clicking away. I knew three things immediately: 1) whatever this pangolin thing is would only be visible in our headlights for about 5 seconds until it vanished; 2) I had put my binoculars and camera away, and I'd waste the entire 5-second pangolin display fumbling around to get them up and ready; which led to 3) I needed to just watch, enjoy, and absorb what I was about to see. So I did.
Here's an image I grabbed from Google of what I would consider the closest representation of what I saw:
Similar to what we saw. Why did the pangolin cross the road?
The pangolin stepped out into the headlight's glow. This curious creature had the hump-bodied shape of an anteater covered with what looked like a armor of armadillo-type scales (they are, actually, also called "scaly anteaters," and at times referred to as "walking artichokes"). It shuffled carefully across the road and vanished into the dark forest on the other side. I had never seen anything quite like it. Taking a few seconds to gather what had happened and picking my jaw up from the floor, I looked at Nick, who was standing outside his car door. He was almost as open-mouthed as I was.
Nick got back into the car, his excitement bubbling over. Turns out that in the 20-plus years he's thrashed around the jungles of Thailand and southeast Asia, this was his first pangolin. That immediately made me understand the rarity of what we witnessed. I was also very happy that this birding trip, which really didn't offer Nick expectations of anything new and different for him, ended up giving him a truly memorable experience.
The bummer was Nick's camera had been set on macro from our afternoon's butterfly photography; his settings were opposite for what was needed to catch a moving animal illuminated only by headlights. Thrilled about the sighting nonetheless, we went back to our lodge cabins with memories, not photographs. And that's OK.
From that point on, I made a point to pick up whatever information I could about pangolins, and it's a sobering picture.
There are eight species of pangolins in the world, inhabiting Africa and Asia. The "health, virility, and aphrodisiac benefits" myth that many of us are familiar with regarding rhino horns, elephant tusks, tiger penises, and bear gall bladders persisting in some cultures extends to pangolins as well.
It's far too soul-crushing to wrack your brains trying to understand why, why, WHY, WHY is this still a THING in the 21st century?
Being a generally slow-moving animal, they are fairly easy to poach. Not being a charismatic critter in the limelight raising funds and awareness like elephants, tigers, and rhinos, conservation and protection efforts can't keep up with the devastation this poaching is doing to these animals.
Adult and young pangolin
Pangolins are the most illegally-trafficked mammal in the world today. Their plight is being noticed more as this crisis deepens, but efforts and funds are, sadly, lacking to combat their precipitous decline. There is an annual World Pangolin Day (this year: February 17, 2018) which helps bring recognition to these unique animals and their plight. Some of the conservation or protection organizations for pangolins are Pangolin Conservation, the International Union for the Conservation of Nature (IUCN)'s Pangolin Specialist Group, and WildAid. A CNN article from 2014 has some good information as well.
World Pangolin Day, February 17, 2018
Find more information at pangolins.org
Nick and I spent the first half of my Thailand birding trip thoroughly enjoying Bangkok Bay north through Kaeng Krachen National Park. Certain targets such as Great Hornbills and wild elephants eluded us, but that would leave me with a few desirable treasures to seek out on the final leg of my Thailand birding journey. I was now going to be put under the wings of two of Nick's subguides, Ralph and his wife Nit, who would guide me on the final 3-4 days as we explored Khao Yai National Park, northeast of Bangkok.
Funny thing. The sheer number and observations of birds on this trip was astounding and beyond my wildest expectations. But when I think about that portion of my trip, it's the pangolin I remember first. I will likely never see another pangolin in my life, and I'm glad the path I chose to explore Thailand was the one that allowed me to see a pangolin, not a palace.
Stay tuned for the last installment of my "From Laya to Leech Socks" Asia Adventure, where leech socks FINALLY make their appearance!
Update Jan. 20, 2018: A Thai wildlife trafficking kingpin has been arrested; pangolins were one of several Asian and African wildlife species that were poached and sold through his network. Here's an NPR story about it.
