The blue sky the way to the Grotto of Inti Huassi, extends like a cloak ending the summit of these hills of volcanic rock. Fairly high, flapping their black wings with white palpedrales openings, raised the Condor updrafts looking to return to its nest in a tailspin. Never alone, always in pairs. The condor of the mountains in the area, shelter the chicks to feed on animals brought by their parents who travel miles, attracted by the powerful sense of smell. The Condor, King of heaven, South Carolina, takes to the air deep the entire length of San Luis highland. (By Oscar Angel Flores)
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