Before leaving for Jamaica, I did a fair amount of research about potential activities and restaurants off the Riu resort where we were staying. I considered horseback riding, tubing, going to Goldeneye (I think that's what it's called), and a host of other things. But in the end I thought Cranbrook Forest would give us a far better experience than Dunn River Falls (I'm sure the falls are delightful, but I don't want to climb a waterfall while holding hands with thirty other people, thanks). So we arranged through our Apple Vacation representative Pat (a very, very nice lady) for a driver (Monroe) to take us. A price was agreed upon, and a time, and off we went. Cranbrook wasn't quite what I thought it would be. But I don't know exactly what I thought it would be. Perhaps a few more more manicured presentations of flowers? A few more open expanses? Regardless of what my, or K.'s, expectations were, it was a nice change of pace from the resort. On our walk along a raging stream, we saw countless kinds of plants, a number of birds and very few people. Our walk started with a peacock.
The water was beautiful though definitely rushing.
I didn't bother photoshopping any of these photographs because they're not that good.
This reminded me of a tulip poplar kind of.
Fallen flower on the ground.
Hello giant leaf, you will protect me right?
Hummingbird. I tried to convince him it would be a better idea to land on a branch not entirely in the shade. He responded by flying away entirely.
I asked Monroe what sort of bird this was, and he said Doctor Bird, which is the familiar name for Red-billed Streamertail. It, too, was very curmudgeonly about staying still so I could take a good picture.
I think we probably walked a little over a mile up into the forest before returning back. Not too strenuous, but good after a few solid days of drinking and lounging.