What a wonderful bird the jaçana is!  I fully realised this only when literally knee-deep in mud in tropical heat coming back from San San Druy.  Where I floundered along a mud track, once up to the village, and once back again, the  jaçanas pattered along over the surface, leaving their little tracks before flying off in groups of five and more, screeching merrily.

My excursion to the Changuinola area of Bocas del Toro, Panama, did include some birding, but other matters restricted my efforts.  I had intended to devote three full days to birding close to the Costa Rican border, or even head for Manzanillo and follow Patrick O’Donnell’s directions in his marvelous blog Costa Rica Living & Birding.

As it turned out, I spent most of my time getting from one indigenous community to another, by bus, by hitch-hiking, and by walking.  It was a wonderful experience, only enhanced by its uncomfortableness.  The Spanish writer and painter Darío de Regoyos, writing at the dawn of the 20th century, blames the English and the railways for “vulgarising”  the travel experience by looking for ‘confort‘.  “Comer lo que salga o dormir en un diván”, what does it matter? he says.  He praises “el delicioso ensueño [de] ir a la ventura en busca de lo desconocido.” Well, the Changuinola area certainly was an unknown to me until quite recently, and I think it remains so, with the exception of the islands of Bocas del Toro, for most other non-Panamanians.

DAY 1

To begin at the beginning:  I took the 5.50 am bus from home down into Turrialba and then sat at the bus station looking at Grey-headed chachalacas and assorted flycatchers and tanagers until the bus for Siquirres arrived.  The road to Siquirres, once the main road for traffic from San José to the Caribbean, winds through mountains with considerable forest remnants and then down to the plains of the Caribbean.  I hope to take some side excursions in that area at some future time.  There are trails to the right and to the left down to the Pacuare and the Reventazón rivers.  The road to Limón is then a straight run and I couldn’t see anything out of the bus window until a lone Magnificent frigatebird appeared at Limón, about an hour later.  The next bus, all the way to the border at Sixaola, moves pretty fast at first, next to the beaches, but then, after Penshurt, it makes numerous stops.  I arrived, then, at about 1.30 pm at the border.

Both sides of the border now have it so arranged that a tourist on foot has to hand over $11 for each country upon entry.  In exchange for that you get a bus ticket (e.g. Changuinola to San José or vice-versa) that you presumably could use any time in the next year to leave the country that you might otherwise be intending to stay in illegally.  Crazy, but it gives $11 to some little local business (where you buy the ticket, on the Tico side a farmacy, for example) rather than directly to the government concerned.  At least, I think that’s how it works.  Taking a Tico car across is an even worse experience, since first you have to get a permit from San José or Limón.  I won’t go into the details.

Anyway, this time I shouldered tent and small backpack across the bridge, and then from the border village of Guabito decided, with little or no forethought, simply to take, on foot, the first road I didn’t know, which happens to go south towards a place called Las Tablas at the foot of the Talamanca mountains and still slap up against the Costa Rican border.

When, after a few kilometers, I saw a dirt road split off to the left, with mountains hovering in the background, I headed that way.  This road leads to San San Druy and other Naso communities, such as Teribe, the term Teribe sometimes also being used to describe the indigenous language of the Naso, which is distinct from that of the Bribrí who are mostly, though not exclusively, on the Tico side of the border.  There is a taxi service down the road, but I generally avoid taxis and wanted anyway to enjoy the birding on the walk.  This road is still on the flat and passes through pastureland used for cattle, but a couple of interesting birds, the Red-breasted blackbird and the Southern lapwing showed up nonetheless.  The blackbirds seem to be very common in the Guabito/Las Tablas area, but the lapwing has only reached Central America from the south very recently.  For example, Garrigues & Dean state that it was recorded in Costa Rica for the first time in 1997.

I managed to get beautiful close-up views of both species and was particularly thrilled to see the lapwing because its northern counterpart is an unforgettable part of the landscape in my native Yorkshire.

The road, and with it all vehicular traffic, ends at a footbridge over a river that yielded a Spotted sandpiper.  The mountains are now just ahead but so was a sea of mud that masqueraded as a footpath.  I wore only hiking boots and so had to remove them, roll up my trousers and go barefoot for the next two or three kilometers to the village of San San Druy and its  political conflict.  When you’re up to the knees, quite literally, in thick mud, you don’t have much time for bird-watching, and I didn’t give much thought to the numerous Northern jaçanas skating across it.

If you come here, bring botas de hule!  The Naso families that helped me along through the mud were all well-heeled for the event or else on horseback.

At San San Druy, which I reached at nightfall, I discovered why I had seen a truck-load of police and at least a dozen armed security guards at the bridge.  A local cattle-rancher (large-scale) “ganadero” claims that the Naso have invaded his land and has, with the collaboration of the police, torn down their ranchitos and evicted them.  The private security guards maintain a constant presence to prevent any resettlement in the disputed area.  I was received at the entrance to the village at the point of dispute and was taken in by don Lucas and don Nelson, who kindly let me put up the tent under the canvas extension of their house.  The houses of the area are basically wooden platforms built on posts up above the ground (to avoid flooding), and wooden walls around the platforms are then topped with thatch.  Several houses together often form a family community.  The village has no electricity, but people gather at wooden tables for evening conversation.   There are many good websites that can explain all this much better than I can.  I would stick to the birds, but the people were really the highlight of my trip.  If you’re just interested in birds, you can skip to the end for my regrettably short list of sightings.

The Naso account of the conflict is at great odds with the cattle rancher’s.  They claim that these are ancestral lands.  Large posters next to my tent showed big photos of what looks like excessive force used for eviction.  Since all land was community land, no one holds deeds to the land they live on.  This seems to be a common problem in the area and one that the Panamanian government is trying to solve by a publicity campaign, seen on posters everywhere, urging on all families the registration of land ownership.

Sleeping was a little difficult because of mosquitoes, dogs and the arrival of a group of women and children in the middle of the night.

DAY 2

A brief attempt at birding in the morning turned up nothing of note, but I slogged through some more mud and visited the main village square by a pretty river.  It boasts a recently built school and a small health centre that has been there for some time.  I was unable to head up into the mountains because of the heavy mud on the trail, but it is clearly an area well worth investigating and I’m sure it has received little attention from birders so far.  Before I left, one of the hired security guards felt the need to fire off his rifle very loudly.  Whether this was for fun or in order to intimidate, I could not discern.

On the difficult return to the bridge, I glimpsed Purple gallinules and Green herons through the sweat running off my brow and I envied the jaçanas as I tried to maintain my balance on bare feet.  Large flocks of Crimson-fronted parakeets passed overhead, but this is a species that I already know very well from Turrialba.  I bathed in the river at the bridge, but it was a brief dip because I was attacked by a large helicopter-sized hornet from above, and by swarms of small but aggressive fish from below.  I was lucky to cadge a lift in a truck that was dropping off PVC piping and soon arrived in Las Tablas.

The road to Las Tablas is not really worth birding because it passes through endless banana plantations, but from the truck I did see a large yellow and black oriole that seemed too big for a Black-cowled and may well have been the Yellow-tailed.  Las Tablas is a fairly large village, beautifully situated at the base of the Talamanca mountains and close to the Costa Rican border, and it would be a great base from which to do some serious birdwatching.  I hauled myself up the first slope of the trail that heads up to Agua Salud, so named for its hot springs, but could not continue, again because of my lack of adequate footwear.  The people of the area are Ngöbe speakers (they prefer not to be called guaymíes); they form the vast majority of the population in the Bocas del Toro area and their language is not mutually comprehensible with Naso.  A group of three hiking down from Agua Salud had taken six hours, the man toting two large wooden planks and one of the women walking barefoot because of the mud.

The spot I reached in the forest above the village produced several White-collared manakins and the popping sound made by their wings was a constant accompaniment.  Blue-headed parrots seem to be the most common local parrot species, and I also saw a Red-throated ant-tanager.  Well, that’s not quite accurate, I suppose, because it was a yellow-throated female.  This is another of the purportedly common Caribbean species that I had never seen before, so I was very pleased.

I cleaned up in the river below before spending the night with  a local family, this time Spanish-speaking.  Las Tablas is a bilingual community.  The elderly couple lived with their son, Ngöbe daughter-in-law and three little girls in a large but very ramshackle house.  They were most hospitable and are a very loving family unit; they fed me patacones, ñampí and lentils and gave me a room for the night without my asking.  Unfortunately, my room was also occupied by several noisy rats, and this made sleeping a bit difficult at first.  A very loud owl seems to match the vocalisation for Striped owl, but, lacking a flashlight,  I never saw it.

DAY 3

My third day was the most productive for bird species because I heard about an  Ngöbe community called La Gloria, which is just off the road between Changuinola and Almirante.  All the tourists go to Almirante to take the boat to the Bocas del Toro islands.  Access closer to Changuinola from Finca 60 (I’m hoping I’ve got the number right)  is now blocked because of fallen trees obstructing the waterway.  I’m told that there are no plans to re-open the service.

I hopped off the bus on the main road and in two minutes was in the middle of lots of birds and sloths on the little side road that goes down to La Gloria.  One sloth was chewing guarumu leaves right next to me and low down, but I’d been standing there birding for twenty minutes before I heard it munching and noticed it.  The little road has barely any traffic and so all is tranquil and bird calls are everywhere.  The main difficulty about birding is that all the inhabitants of La Gloria have to walk up the road to get the bus to Changuinola, and almost every one of them greets you with a handshake and engages you in friendly conversation.  In the two hours or so that I spent on the road, I was invited to three different homes down in the village.  One of the people I met was don Zacarías Nuboni.  For information about La Gloria and the nearby area, or to hire a guide for the mountains, contact him at info@cocabo.org.  The community is only a couple of kilometers from the main Changuinola to Almirante road, but the birds were numerous and I walked very slowly.  I missed being able to identify several species, including a possible Rufous mourner or phia, that I could only briefly glimpse.   The scenery is spectacular and heavily forested, with beautiful views up to the Talamancas, though I was later told that the vegetation was much denser twenty years ago.

My last night in Panama was spent in La Gloria in lengthy conversations with don Vicente, who had insisted on accompanying me down the final stretch into La Gloria.   I put up my tent on a platform used for drying cocoa beans, encircled by five of the typical wooden Ngöbe houses.  The compound houses members of don Vicente’s extended family.  Here, no individual person has his private space, and none seems to need it.  The village was celebrating graduations from the school, and loud music prevented an early retirement to bed.  As at San San Druy, there is no electricity in the village, but don Vicente explained that it is due to arrive within three months.   I was given a large evening meal of rice and tuna, and I slept well once don Zacarías, who was in charge of the graduation celebrations, turned off the music.

DAY 4

My final day on this Panama trip was mostly spent on buses between La Gloria and Turrialba, but before I headed back to the Costa Rican border I walked back up the hill and did some more birding.  A very loud Laughing falcon was the highlight, but Blue-headed parrots were again common.  At the top of the hill, instead of catching a bus immediately I walked just a kilometer or so towards Changuinola.  The road has heavy vegetation and yielded at least one interesting spot with a mixed flock of Collared araçari, Scarlet-thighed dacnis, warblers and who knows what else.  I then turned down the next side-road, which leads to the community of Junquito, which is very similar to La Gloria.  The road was not as good for birding, since there were scattered houses along it, and the vegetation was not as thick, but I would love to explore it further next time I cross into Panama.

My bus trip home had few highlights.  From the bridge crossing the Rio Sixaola at the border, I had a brief look at a Greater yellowlegs and (probably) a Pectoral sandpiper on the Costa Rican side of the river, but from the bus I couldn’t get a very good look at the beaches and estuaries up to Limón.  Another time.

I arrived very late back in Turrialba, hitching a ride with a pineapple truck and  my clothes still covered in San San Druy mud.  I’d missed the bus at Siquirres, but I’d had a fantastic time in Panama.  And now here’s the list, as always regrettably short.  I’m hoping for a longer one at the CATIE Christmas Bird Count on December 18th.

1.   Grey-headed chachalaca

2.   Magnificent frigatebird

3.   Little blue heron

4.   Great egret

5.   Cattle egret

6.   Snowy egret

7.   Green heron

8.   Black vulture

9.   Turkey vulture

10. White-tailed kite

11. Hawk (sp.) La Gloria, large chestnut patches on primaries seen from below (I can find no illustration that matches)

12. Purple gallinule

13. Northern jaçana

14. Southern lapwing

15. Greater yellowlegs

16. Spotted sandpiper

17. Pectoral sandpiper

18. Laughing gull

19. Rock pigeon

20. Pale-vented pigeon

21. Red-billed pigeon

22. Ruddy ground-dove

23. Crimson-fronted parakeet

24. Blue-headed parrot

25. White-crowned parrot

26. Squirrel cuckoo

27. Groove-billed ani

28. Striped owl (voice only, hence an educated guess)

29. White-collared swift

30. Stripe-throated hermit

31. Rufous-tailed hummingbird

32. Violaceous trogon

33. Ringed kingfisher

34. Chestnut-mandibled toucan

35. Keel-billed toucan

36. Collared araçari

37. Black-cheeked woodpecker

38. Spot-crowned woodcreeper

39. Tropical pewee

40. Dusky-capped flycatcher

41. Boat-billed flycatcher

42. Great kiskadee

43. Social flycatcher

44. Grey-capped flycatcher

45. Tropical kingbird

46. Masked tityra

47. White-collared manakin

48. White-crowned manakin

49. Yellow-throated vireo

50. Red-eyed vireo

51. Brown jay

52. Blue-and-white swallow

53. Mangrove swallow

54. Grey-breasted martin

55. Barn swallow

56. House wren

57. Clay-coloured robin

58. Tennessee warbler

59. Chestnut-sided warbler

60. Bananaquit

61. Red-throated ant-tanager

62. Passerini’s tanager

63. Golden-hooded tanager

64. Blue-grey tanager

65. Palm tanager

66. Scarlet-thighed dacnis

67. Thick-billed seed-finch

68. Variable seedeater

69. Yellow-faced grassquit

70. Black-striped sparrow

71. Rufous-collared sparrow

72. Black-headed saltator

73. Red-breasted blackbird

74. Great-tailed grackle

75. Baltimore oriole

76. Oriole (sp.) Large, black and yellow

77. Chestnut-headed oropendola

78. Montezuma oropendola

Blue-tailed Bee-eater (Merops philippinus) by Ian

I have updated several more pages for the species:

Jacanidae – Jacanas

Meropidae – Bee-eaters

Tinamidae – Tinamous

On the slides, a  “©” copyright symbol indicates a photo from the web and a “by” indicates one of the photographers with links on our sidebar. Please visit their sight to see many more fantastic shots.

As I obtain more photos of the missing species they will be added.

Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands. (Psalms 102:25 KJV)

Comb-crested Jacana (Irediparra gallinacea) by Ian's Birdway

Jacanas or Jaçana are in the Jacanidae family of the CHARADRIIFORMES order. Their family is unique in that the Lord especially adapted them to feed among lily pads of the shallow freshwater wetlands throughout the tropical zone. They have long toes and claws that help distribute their weight over the lily pads. As they walk around on the pads, they look like they are “walking on water.” “They are found around the world, with two in the New World (Northern and Wattled), two in Africa (Africa and Lesser), the Madagascar in Madagascar, two in Asia (Pheasant-tailed and Bronze Winged) and the Comb-crested in Australasia. They are sometimes known as a “lily-trotter” or “Jesus birds.”

The females are larger that the males and the males take responsibility of the incubation of the eggs. Some of the Jacana females mate with up to 4 males and then leave them to sit on the eggs. She does help in the feeding of the newbies.

Their diets consist mainly of insects, other invertebrates and seeds picked from the floating vegetation or the water’s surface. Most do not migrate except the Pheasant-tailed Jacana which travels from the north of its range into peninsular India and southeast Asia.

I was surprised that the Purple Gallinule was not in the same Order, but they are in the GRUIFORMES order, not the CHARADRIIFORMES order. We watch the Purple Gallinules often here and they also have big feet like the Jacana’s.

Check out A Noisy, Bird-Brained Harem from Creation Moments. It tells how one of the four males tries to get attention for himself.

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Hazel Frankel lives in Johannesburg, South Africa, close to where she was born.  She is an artist, calligrapher and teacher, currently registered for a doctorate in Creative Writing at Sheffield Hallam University.  A collection of poetry, Drawing from Memory, was published by Cinnamon Press in 2007.  Counting Sleeping Beauties (Jacana, 2009) was shortlisted for the 2006/07 European Union Literary Award.
  
Hazel writes:
   
“When I began writing, I had no intention of writing a novel – I didn’t know I could.  I wrote small vignettes that were poems in prose, but when I gathered these together they were like beads, jewels waiting to be strung.
  
Spanning the pogrom years in Lithuania and 1950s South Africa, Counting Sleeping Beauties weaves a delicate tale of despair, loss, love and attachment to place.  It evokes the post-war years in heartbreaking detail, tracing relationships within an extended family and their struggles with guilt and grief.
 
A multigenerational story, the Jewish family is central to the narrative.  Its values are explored through the voices of the bobba, Leah, the mother Susan, the young girl, Hannah, and the extended family member, the domestic worker, Sina.  It blends South African histories and cultures using a polyglot of Yiddish, Sotho, Afrikaans and English to build the characters and express their viewpoints.
 
My main impetus was to uncover how the characters were affected differently by one critical event and how this complicated their relationships.  I worked outwards from this kernel and framed it with a narrative that begins in the present, returns to the past and concludes in the present.  Isolation is an important theme, as the characters never communicate their feelings or opinions with each other.
 
Set in an era familiar to me, I drew on my memories of Johannesburg when the Wits Rag Parade with its floats and queen was an annual highlight, when the woman’s place was almost unarguably in the home and the domestic worker had no status or rights.  I enjoyed the explorations, making discoveries and learning as I went along.
 
The title of the book was initially Girl on a Swing, which indicates the pivotal role of the child, then Stone House, pointing to the overriding impact of place, but Counting Sleeping Beauties carries multiple meanings, and the way it combines with the cover image is both beautiful and sinister.
 
The novel has been many years in the making and has gone through numerous incarnations – originally there were six voices, two of whom were male.  This created a concatenation.  Instead, by focusing on the women I could emphasise the drama of the domestic.
 
Although I dreamed of being an artist, finding that I’m a writer is an unexpected delight.  The processes are not that dissimilar: one word, one sentence, one paragraph, one stroke at a time, a few minutes here or there may be enough to catch a thought or idea or image, each a link in an episode, a chapter, a painting.  In both writing and painting, nothing happens until there are marks on the page.”
  
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Hazel’s exhibition of paintings opens at The Thompson Gallery, 78 3rd Avenue, Melville, Johannesburg, on Sunday, 2 August, at 15h30, where Counting Sleeping Beauties will be available.
  
Counting Sleeping Beauties will be launched at Exclusive Books, Sandton City, Johannesburg, on 11 August, 18h00 for 18.30.

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Com duração de 1 mês, os alunos aprenderão desde a importância com a alimentação, higiene e saúde, até aulas de postura, passarela, expressão facial e poses para fotos publicitárias.

As vagas são limitadas e as inscrições já estão abertas!

*Trazer um CD para a gravação das fotos tiradas durante o curso.

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Informações:

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• Duração: 01 mês (agosto)
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• Carga horária total :  6 horas
• Máximo de 20 alunos por turma
• Oficina gratuita
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Conteúdo:

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• Aula 2 – Exercícios de passarela/integração
• Aula 3 – Expressão/comunicação/cuidados com a higiene e saúde
• Aula 4 – Sessão fotográfica moda e publicidade

Chaminuka, Zambia

Jacanas are tropical waders that are typically able to walk on water plants and waterlilies with their long toes. This is African Jacana (Actophilornis africana).

suom: afrikanjassana (Actophilornis africana)

Bahar Dar, Ethiopia

African Jacana (Actophilornis africana) walking on waterlilies with its long toes. This is what jacanas are famous for.

suom: afrikanjassana (Actophilornis africana)

Abobo, Ethiopia

Some common wetland birds of Ethiopia: a Cattle Egret (Bubulcus ibis) yawning, and two African Jacanas (Actophilornis africana) on a floating islet near Abobo, in Gambella region.

suom: lehmähaikara (Bubulcus ibis) ja kaksi afrikanjassanaa (Actophilornis africana)

Confira o estoque da Roma Automóveis. Todas as marcas e modelos. A Loja se localiza na zona norte de São Paulo, no Jacanâ.

http://www.vendomeuveiculo.com.br/lojas/roma

2 Dorm, sal 2amb, coz americana plan, ban, as, 1vg, fino acabamento, gesso, pintura acrilica, carpete de madeira, cond R$ 168,00, 58ms a.u.  R$ 96.000,00

25th of April is the launch date for Lauren Beukes’s first novel – Moxyland. I have been privvy to the manuscript pre-publishing, and i sincerely hope it goes cult classic. set in a future Cape Town, your life is controlled by your cellphone, you are hostage to a government that oppresses its citizens through censorship and genetically modified Alsations called Aitos watch your every move. the character cast is made up of an artist who sells her body to an energy drink in exchange for being able to create her art, a super genius hacker who helps her digital graffiti friends break through information control to disseminate the truth and a rich kid blogger who has a sociopathic lack of conscience. i sincerely hope it gets picked up by a large rich studio looking for something different to produce and gets made into a movie. anyhow watch this space, i will be well documenting the launch.

INFODPAULA: ATENDIMENTO A DOMICILIO, SERVIÇOS DE REDES, MANUTENÇAO DE COMPUTADORES, EMPRESAS E USUARIOS. FALAR COM / PAULINHO

Miren este video cortito (00:39 sgds.).

Cuando advierte nuestra presencia, la Jacana llama a sus crías quienes se esconden bajo suyo hasta desaparecer por completo de nuestra vista.

Las jacanitas, muy obedientes. A más de uno le dará envidia.

Se escucha levemente la voz de alerta de la madre. Perdón, ¡DEL PADRE! (Ver comentario de Regina Petazzi entre los comentarios de este” post”)

Por si todavía no los leyeron, éstos son los VideoTips.

Éste filmación es de marzo de 2007. Suponemos que es otra camada de crías que la que fotografiamos en diciembre de 2006. Ver Foto de Jacana con alas abiertas. 

Miren sus patas largas. Están caminado sobre la vegetación que flota en el agua.

Pueden interiorizarse más sobre sus costumbres, ver fotos, videos y escuchar sus sonidos en la categoría Jacana de nuestro blog.

En la FICHA de la Jacana, hay información y multimedia de distintas fuentes.

(Clickear en foto para ampliarla) 

Esta foto la sacamos en Santa Bárbara a través del alambrado perimetral durante el mes de diciembre de 2006.

Logramos capturala con las alas abierta y con dos de sus pichones. (Volvimos varias veces hasta lograrlo).

Al ampliar la imagen, entran en la página correspondiente de Flickr. Pueden clickear en la opción “Download the Large Size” y la imagen logra una presentación óptima.

Se puede encontrar información y MULTIMEDIA de distintas fuentes académicas en su respectiva FICHA.

VIDEO de Jacana filmado en diciembre de 2006, a través del alambrado perimetral que separa Santa Bárbara de Nordelta (00.16 sgds.)

Se puede apreciar la forma y colorido de la especie y una voz de alerta.

No se distingue el amarillo intenso que se descubre en la observación de la especie cuando abre sus alas.

MAS información de la especie en su respectiva FICHA.

Wattled Jacana

 Foto: L. Tejo   Foto: de www.avespampa.com.ar

(Clickear en foto para ampliarla)

MAS INFO y/o MULTIMEDIA AQUI ->->-> 

FUENTES:

• Guía de “AVES de la Ciudad de Buenos Aires” de Tito Narosky y Christian Henschke, de Vazquez Mazzini Editores, 2005, pág. 65.  
• “Guía para la identificación de las AVES de Argentina y Uruguay” de Tito Narosky – Darío Yzurieta; Asociación Ornitológica del Plata – Birdlife International, de Vazquez Mazzini Editores, Argentina, 2003, pág.  104.  

http://www.avespampa.com.ar/Jacana.htm (Link con AUDIO) 

http://www.xeno-canto.org/browse.php?query=jacana+jacana (AUDIO)

http://www.hbw.com/ibc/phtml/especie.phtml?idEspecie=1364  (Link con AUDIO y VIDEO)

http://www.mec.gub.uy/munhina/aves_gallitodeagua.htm 

http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Jacana_jacana 

Por último, ver las fotografías agrupadas de Alec Earnshaw en sus listados por órdenes y familias, en este caso del orden de los CHARADRIIFORMES,  familia JACANIDAE, a la cual pertenece esta especie.  

MAS información en LINKS.

VIDEO de Jacana (00:24 segs) filmado en Santa Bárbara, Gral. Pacheco, el 26/12/2006.

La toma es con zoom al máximo (pierde calidad) pues la jacana se encontraba en un arroyo del otro lado del alambrado perimetral. Igualmente se puede apreciar el ejemplar e identificar claramente el color del pico, el cuerpo negro y las alas marrones (en momentos también la parte interna amarilla).

LO MEJOR: Se puede escuchar con nitidez sus voces de alerta.

Anécdota: Cuando llegamos pudimos verla con sus pichoncitos de color gris pero al escucharnos los escondió rápidamente entre las plantas. Éstos, muy obedientes, nunca más salieron de su refugio en nuestra presencia.

TIP: Al inicio de la filmación levanta las alas y se puede apreciar el color amarillo interno de las mismas.

VIDEO de Jacana (00:24 segs) filmado en Santa Bárbara, Gral. Pacheco, el 26/12/2006.

La toma es con zoom al máximo (pierde calidad) pues la jacana se encontraba en un arroyo del otro lado del alambrado perimetral. Igualmente se puede apreciar el ejemplar e identificar claramente el color del pico, el cuerpo negro y las alas marrones (en momentos también la parte interna amarilla).

LO MEJOR: Se puede escuchar con nitidez sus voces de alerta.

Anécdota: Cuando llegamos pudimos verla con sus pichoncitos pero al escucharnos los escondió rápidamente entre las plantas. Éstos, muy obedientes, nunca más salieron de su refugio en nuestra presencia.

Para ampliar la información y MULTIMEDIA de esta especie, dirigirse a la correspondiente FICHA. 

TIP: Al inicio de la filmación levanta las alas y se puede apreciar el color amarillo interno de las mismas.