Abundance is the rule on the Argentina Plains
The first bird to approach our floating decoy spread was massive. Its seven-foot wingspread and three-foot beak were also signals that the the creature was not among our intended species. Our guide, Federico, emphasized the situation by whispering, “No tiro, est un jabiru.”
I stumbled with my Spanish, so our guide tried his English. “No shoot, is the bird that brings the babies.”
It was a stork. And big enough to carry quintuplets.