We’re barely 500 meters from the ranger station in Uruá in the Amazon; every step on the dry leaves of my boots is unavoidably audible. And yet, our senses are on edge, our ears pricked. Then I hear it too—a deep, haunting whistle. Pause. Repeated. We all freeze as if on cue. It’s the Alta… Continue reading Singing Alta Floresta Antpitta near ranger station at Urua in PN da Amazônia