BBC Wildlife Magazine

A natural paradise

Colombia is number one in the world for avian diversity, but decades of conflict kept visitors away. In a new era of peace, it is ready to share its birding riches.

- By Sarah McPherson

In its new era of peace, the world’s top country for avian diversity is finally open for birdwatchi­ng business

We’ve been out for two hours and I’ve long lost count. Something flits among the foliage. Faster than you can say ‘is it another tanager?’, it’s caught in the crosshairs of a scope. Squinting into the eyepiece, I meet the gaze of a handsome bird with a sunshine breast, grey and olive feathers and soot-black head emblazoned with a golden crest. “Yellowcrow­ned whitestart,” I’m told. “Endemic.”

I’m far from an expert birder, but even if I was, I’d likely be out of luck trying to identify much up here. Because this is the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta: the showstoppi­ng grand finale of the Northern Colombia Birding Trail, and arguably the birdiest spot on the planet.

Study a map of Colombia and the Santa Marta Mountains barely catch the eye – a small, heart-shaped blob at the tip of the country, eclipsed by the trio of Andean

cordillera­s that tumble across the Ecuadorian border and continue north-east towards Venezuela. But Santa Marta sits head and shoulders above these famous flanks, quite literally: it’s the highest coastal mountain range in the world, pinnacled by Colombia’s tallest peaks, which pierce the clouds at a breath-thinning 5,775m.

Ascend the 36km from base to summit and you’d start among coral reefs and finish amid ice and snow, climbing through a medley of forests and páramo along the way. An impressive list of endemics (species unique to an area) has evolved on these isolated slopes, so many that Santa Marta was hailed in a 2013 study as the world’s most irreplacea­ble protected area.

For all its riches, Santa Marta is not welltrodde­n. For one thing, it requires several bone-shaking hours in a 4x4 to get up here. And until a decade ago, it was stubbornly off-limits, a flashpoint in a brutal 55-year conflict between the government, right-wing paramilita­ries and notorious leftist rebels – including the FARC (Revolution­ary Armed Forces of Colombia) and ELN (National Liberation Army) – that saw 260,000 people killed and millions more displaced.

Following the Colombian peace deal in November 2016, the insurgents finally relinquish­ed control of these misty mountains. Santa Marta, together with many other nature hotspots once clouded in combat, was open for birdwatchi­ng business.

“For years I had a vision that Colombia in peace would be the greatest eco-tourism destinatio­n in the world,” says John Myers, former director of the Latin American Program for the National Audubon Society and visionary of the birding trail, which opened in February 2016. “Northern Colombia is home to three outstandin­g eco-regions: the Santa Marta Mountains, the Guajira Peninsula and the Northern Tropical Andes, all of which host significan­t numbers of endemic, endangered and migratory birds.”

Growing up in Minnesota, Myers first visited Colombia in 2001 and became “obsessed” with the country’s protected areas. Three years later, he returned and started to explore remote regions and conflict zones. Taking up the post at Audubon in 2013, he knew that an interpreti­ve birding trail in the same league as those in North America would prove irresistib­le to affluent aficionado­s who would stop at nothing to glimpse a whitetaile­d starfrontl­et in its natural habitat.

“My colleagues and I had been poring over this study by the US Fish and Wildlife Service, which claimed that the US has 48 million birdwatche­rs, 17 per cent of whom make at least one overseas trip a year,” says Myers. “We realised then just how big Colombia’s potential was.” With a team of economists, Myers co-authored a study concluding that a birdwatchi­ng trail supported by Americans alone would generate an annual revenue of $46 million and more than 7,500 jobs.

Key to its success would be a network of profession­al guides. To that end, 43 individual­s from local communitie­s, some of whom had been caught up in the armed conflict, were enrolled into a year-long apprentice­ship to learn – in English – the particular­s of Colombian birdlife. “It wasn’t easy,” recalls graduate Angel Ortiz, a former paramilita­ry recruit and now a respected tour leader. “It took me a week to be able to pronounce ‘crimson-backed tanager.’”

Early birds

So here I am, making my way up a stony track on the Cuchilla de San Lorenzo, a thickly vegetated ridge that hosts virtually all of the Santa Marta endemics and, an hour ago, offered spectacula­r views of the mountains at sunrise. It’s still early, but the greenery is filling with colour, butterflie­s are coming out of hiding and the air is positively jangling with the noise of birds and frogs.

I’m not really attempting to put names to feathers, but given that I’ve already met the

Santa Marta parakeet, Santa Marta mountain tanager and Santa Marta foliage gleaner, I wonder if prefixing any generic name with the words ‘Santa’ and ‘Marta’ might improve my odds. The strategy pays off when we spy the Santa Marta antpitta, and my Santa Marta finch (it was actually the Santa Marta brushfinch) wasn’t a million miles off.

For a less-than-seasoned birder like me, Colombia’s avian diversity can feel as punishing as it is magical. The country’s tally exceeds 1,930 species (the British list currently stands at 616), of which 82 – and counting – are endemic. Colombia has 21 types of cuckoo (we have one), 18 species of swift (yep, just the one), 43 woodpecker­s to our three and 26 owls to our five. It has a plethora of parrots, parrotlets and parakeets, more hummingbir­ds than feels remotely

fair and a brain-melting mêlée of tapaculos, trogons and tyrants, many with dazzling, triple-barrelled names that sound too outlandish to be real.

Quest for a quetzal

More of these I encounter at the close of the day, following a brief but epic downpour that drenches the canopy and turns the paths into ephemeral bubbling streams. From a viewing tower, as the storm rumbles over distant peaks, we spot black-capped tanagers, redbilled parrots, blue-naped chlorophon­ias and a slate-throated whitestart zipping to and from its pathside nest. Perhaps it’s the 3:55am start, but my companions are in a sprightly mood and eruptions of laughter are mingling with the chitters gurgling from the foliage. It’s all getting rather noisy when three small words silence the banter in a flash: white-tipped quetzal. We tumble down the damp wooden steps, jostling on the path for the best view, not that you could miss it: metres away is a glorious Christmas tree of a bird, all iridescent green plumage and deep scarlet breast. After shooing an equally handsome rival from his turf with a lunge and splay of feathers, he poses obligingly, turning his head from side to side as if to ensure we don’t miss a thread of his finery, before melting into the leaves. If north-western Colombia vaguely resembles an upwards-looking bird, La Guajira Peninsula is the beak. In contrast to the cool, verdant highlands, this is a vast, wild desert, whose parched landscape of dunes, tropical dry forest and scrub is home to the country’s largest indigenous group, the Way’uu. Eco-tourism is starting to provide much-needed income to these impoverish­ed and neglected communitie­s, which otherwise subsist on fishing, goat-herding and weaving gaudy mochilla bags that brighten the pavements of nearby towns.

Tropical dry forest is one of the most threatened habitats in the world, reduced to remnant pockets scattered across the globe. Unlike tropical rainforest, it endures a yearly drought. Leaves are shed in anticipati­on, allowing sunlight to reach the forest floor, and the resulting tangle provides the perfect cover for elusive, skulky birds.

Slope to shore

This being Colombia, there are naturally hundreds of them, as I see for myself in a sweltering three-day stay in the Caribbean fishing village of Camarones, in a lodge a stone’s throw from the surf. Navigating the prickles fringing the sand, a relentless breeze

It’s getting rather noisy when three small words silence the banter: white-tippedquet­zal.

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 ??  ?? Above: the whitetippe­d quetzal occurs in the Santa Marta Mountains and two highland locations in neighbouri­ng Venezuela. Left: a viewpoint on the Cuchilla de San Lorenzo, which sits within the 880ha El Dorado Nature Reserve, rewards early risers with breathtaki­ng views of mist-shrouded valleys and peaks.
Above: the whitetippe­d quetzal occurs in the Santa Marta Mountains and two highland locations in neighbouri­ng Venezuela. Left: a viewpoint on the Cuchilla de San Lorenzo, which sits within the 880ha El Dorado Nature Reserve, rewards early risers with breathtaki­ng views of mist-shrouded valleys and peaks.
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Clockwise from top left: the russet-throated puffbird is confined to coastal northern Colombia (and Venezuela); burrowing owl in Los Flamencos; the endemic yellow-crowned (or Santa Marta) whitestart. Below: swallow tanager.
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