March 3, 2006 A trip up the mountain to El Cielo Biosphere in a cage truck... It was a dark and stormy night…well, not stormy, but definitely dark. And, oh, the stars! No light pollution down here. The night was restless, anticipating the knock on the door from Karen, the designated wake-up caller, listening to Mexican music in the middle of the night coming from the Nopalita plant next door where they package the pads of the prickly pear, hearing the click click of the room’s ceiling fan, barking dogs, and, early in the morning listening to the dew drops, like rain, falling from the leaves. We enjoyed breakfast in the dining room. Kerrie a young man from Wisconsin was here doing a bird study. He ate at a nearby table. We had a fruit dish
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