Part I: In Search of the Glossy Ibis
One doesn’t set out to become a serious birdwatcher. No one just wakes up one day and thinks to themselves “My gosh, I suddenly have a hankering to tromp all around in ankle-deep muck behind a sketchy industrial waste site because apparently there’s a pond back there and I heard somebody saw a glossy ibis.”
No, that is not a thing that happens; you get l…
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