Antonio, as many of you know by now, is the same guide we had last year. He is used to working with our group. If we head somewhere, and it is a half-hour ride, it is likely to take us at least an hour for all the stops we make for photographs.

In fact, I don’t think we had gotten more than ten minutes from the lodge, when someone cried out, “STOP!”

The mists were on the mountains, and the lovely magentas and yellows contrasted beautifully with the greens and mountain layers.

As some scrambled out of The Jungle Bus, others soon followed, afraid they might miss a shot. We walked up and down the road and into the field to …