These photographs were taken at the far end of an old rice field. I don’t think I have ever shot a young Tricolored like this. The browns and mottled shades were much different than an adult.

For a few minutes we were able to walk around both sides of the bird and bank. There wasn’t much food so maybe he was hoping we would just go away. I finally did, he won.

I also got reminded here to pay attention. In my ‘zeal’ for the shot I made the classic mistake of moving away from a worn path. No dangerous reptiles….heavy socks and spray didn’t matter, some small bugs ate me for lunch.