I was drugged. A potent pill caused by a combo of jet-lag and pre-dawn rising in order to see condors with 3m wingspans rising on the early morning air currents on an estancia (ranch) just outside of Coyhaique.
I was drugged and probably dribbling… till a huge bird languidly strolled across the tundra in front of us. When I say huge I mean ostrich-sized proportions.
“What is that?”
It looked like a throwback to prehistoric times. With the wild Patagonian backdrop adding to the drama I could actually have been in a real Jurassic Park.
“Ñandú… Darwin’s Rhea,” answered Alejandro.
I knew we were hoping to see big condors in this part of Chile, but I’d no idea there were ancient looking birds like this.
Jet-lag and a lack of sleep were suddenly not a problem.