In 2010 I received an email message from a friend who works at Stanford University asking if I would be interested in joining him and his son in an outing photographing California wildflowers. A banner year for wildflowers was predicted because of higher than usual rainfall levels. I accepted the invitation and decided to drive to California making stops along the way to explore birding hotspots that I had not yet visited.
When I arrived at the head of the Sonoita Creek Trail in Patagonia Lake State Park south of Tucson, one of the hotspots I had never visited, birders were talking about the Elegant Trogon they had seen. I asked for directions, but since this was my first visit, the cognitive map that emerged was, at best, very crude. Two other birders about to enter the trail were also listening to the directions and, since they had visited the park previously, I joined them in the search for the bird. We took a right turn, presumably as directed, but walked a long distance without seeing the small group of birders we were told would still be viewing the bird. The two other birders thought we had made a wrong turn and were about to turn back when I asked them to wait until I went over a small rise to make sure the group of birders we were expecting to see was not just ahead. As I reached the top of the rise in the trail, I flushed the Trogon. It flew back toward the other two birders and landed in a thicket. I found a small opening in the branches that allowed a partial photo of the bird. The bird caught and consumed a larva and then flew further back toward the main path.
