Our little bus struggled up a steep mountain road - in almost total fog. We had simply driven into a cloud. Suddenly we could glimpse one of the species we were targeting - the Blood pheasant. But photographing in the thicket was of course impossible. But then it happened. A pheasant cock switched sides and jumped onto a small protrution - on my side of the bus. In the camera the picture was mostly fog, but in post-production the bird became clearer. Now you can see why it got its name: the blood-red parts in the tail and on the throat. In some subspecies, a part of the chest is also blood red.