After a 5-hour bus ride delivered me to a hostel near Monteverde well into the night, morning 1 was wet and dreary. I expended precious energy battling the elements and contriving janky contraptions to protect the gear.
After admiring some neat insects, a brief sliver of sunlight graced my slow jaunt toward the cloud forest. This light was accompanied by an emerald toucanet! He / she emerged from the dark forest cover to pluck a low-hanging nut or three. After crushing this nourishment with the thick powerful bill, this stunning creature briefly surveyed the roadside scene. After one or two quick perch swaps, Mr or Mrs Toucanet disappeared into the shadows from whence this creature came.