As I predict before, today, this morning I will sight javan lathe (baca: Bubut Jawa)-Centropus nigrorufus. More confident, I will shoot it, dorr..dorr.. oh no, I mean cekrek…cekrek.. with my long barrel. Sliding at very morning, no bathing, no teeth brushing direct sliding to Itch Block or in Javanese spelling mean to Blok Gatel. Because I’m sure this is the day, not tomorrow nor after tomorrow more over 2012. Today this beautiful bird is mine.

And then go-lah me with still my loyal sergeant, Sutadi Bodronoyo Number 07. Down into long 22 km Bitakol forest that connecting my rersident place with Block Gatel. It was 07.30 AM until we arrive there, and the hot of the sunshine start feeling (maksudnya mulai terasa :D). Not infiltrate to deep to swamp area, then I see it. I see my soul mate! My destiny! Hohohohoho…

Oh my God, yes it is. No more wasting time and saliva water from my lips then I take my long barrel from the bag. Brief checking for setting and bullet, the barrel is already heading to the target. Cekrek…cekrek.. for first shoot then I go closer. With slowly crawl I carefully step my legs so I invisible on its eyes. With my heart deg-degan I move closer and closer. Untill suddenly my left foot feels warm and soft and when I check it… kampret! Telek sapi! How do I call it? oh yes… bullshit!!

Nothing is matter, because I know this is a day. The show must go on. I must quick because if I late to move, more daylight the sunshine is half of dead, in Baluran, untill this day the rain is not falling-falling. So the air is hot…

But still, the smell is not delicious in my nose.

Until the distance I feel close enough, I rise my head. Anguk-anguk slowly with my long barrel heading to it. Cekrek… cekrek… the bird keep nicely in my frames. Then I look my jepretan on the LCD of the camera… oh yes absolutely this is the bird. The beautiful and endangered Javan Coucal. Damn you’re beautiful babe…