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The Long Flight to Teach an Endangered Ibis Species to Migrate

In that summer, Shifman, who recently made a documentary film for National Geographic On the transport of giraffes, read a story in Times About Fritz, Project and Trade (And the path It is the German term for species), and the first immigration to Spain. Shevman’s father was artistic/AV who did some of the works. Damon and Ben Affleck has a production company called Artists Equity, which has agreed to fund a trip to Spain. Shevman caught immigration outside Rockits. His mind was detonated: “Are you joking with me? I don’t believe this is working!”

Ultimately, Fritz agreed to cooperate with Shevman, artists, co -producer, Insignia films. (Later, Sandbox Films and the fifth season fell on, also) For the custody of the chicks, in a shipping container, the Schiffman and his team created a wall of sound insulating in one direction-everything in his illuminated box on the stage-and found an Austrian glass maker to manufacture. He faced the matching side, but it seems that the birds do not recognize themselves. There were nine nests, each carrying up to five birds. Outside, the crew put the paths with which the camera slip from one nest to another. The journey was another issue.

The 2024 session began in the Carinthia Mountains, in southern Austria, where Prince Emmanuel has from Liechtenstein and maintains an outdoor animal garden and a park for games on the ancient castle ruin. A colony includes about thirty of the northern bald nests in the cage, which can be accessed through an open window. They consider a “wilderness”-a flying empty, except in the winter-but often stable, which means that they do not migrate.

In early April, these birds hatched the chicks. Within a week, Zookeeper, Lin Havener, moved from the nest to the nest to determine the most appropriate. It was removed from the parents ’nests – a close process, but it is dedicated to the benefit of special species, as humans themselves – and they were transferred to the shipping container, where they were subjected to the care of incubating mothers. The incubator mothers live mainly inside the container. They move from the nest to the nest, sit with birds, sing and talk to them, and even spit on their food, to give the birds a gastrointestinal enzyme in the saliva. (For this, incubating mothers must give up caffeine, tobacco and alcohol.)

“Your mother packs the best lunch meals.”

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After five weeks, with the presence of birds about the club, the IBIS team put it in the boxes and its truck to a new site north of the Austrian border, an organic farm in the Bavarian countryside. It was the first trip of IBISES outside chaos. They stumbled in three dozens of trends, as Kestrels has passed to attack. Some IBISES were broken, while two others flew and lost hours. Indeed, the incubating mothers presented the birds to the MicroGHT sound – from the Bluetooth speaker – then to the car itself. Later, the canopy was shown. Finally, mothers operated the engine and drove the microscope around a field, where the birds came behind.

Of course, it was the day before my prayers for the best, for birds and cameras. The camp was still annoyed. Shevman, over coffee, put the scene.

In the first week, the birds took out three huge sectors, every several hours, to reach the border between Germany and France. But then the sour weather turned, and they were on the ground for three days. On the fourth day, when they entered France, a quarter of the herd turned and returned to the quit location. The incubating mother in the truck was following on the ground – the two women alternated to driving and flying – to return to the beginning, then spend hours at the airport, in strong sunlight, giving birds to the boxes, before the hours of driving to join others. In the next two weeks, where they split their way south across France, they were grinding. Since IBISES cannot be exposed to another human voice, Schiffman, once, was riding with them, he should remain silent for seven hours, and take it into the truck. It was not exactly the wonderful cinema, too.

By the time when they arrived in Narbon, on the French side of the Brans Mountains, everyone was beaten. The morale in (and between) the movie crews and birds were low, saying something about the mood of the birds itself, which no one could assume. Birds cannot be manufactured across the Brans Mountains. According to Fritz’s logic, this was the only section they needed to fly, to train the inner compass on the return flight. “They need to know how to cross mountains,” he said.

After three days and one failed attempt, although the storms threatened, although the helicopter was late, they decided to go again. Go at 7:30 pm A.M. Birds fell behind the microscope, and headed towards the Mediterranean, to avoid cities and air traffic control areas.

“Please tell me that there is a plan to cross the Brans Mountains,” Radio Shevman to Fritz.

Fritz replied, “There is a five percent chance.” “I will make the decision in the air.”

It started raining. Lens spray drops from a cam helicopter.

“Johannes, will you express the mountains of the Brans?”

“I am thinking about it.”

Dark clouds pressed the peaks. The ground team was going to a tunnel that was going under the corridor that Fritz was placing flying. “I take the snapshot,” said Fritz on the radio. “We are going through the Brans Mountains.”

She also narrated all this for me, the next day, his eyes started in good condition. In California, youth, youth, ready and uninterrupted; You can imagine it as the front front candidate for the wild reality. “Then, rain increases.” “The lens is eaten. We are very close to the corridor!

With the helicopter joining the road, Fritz flew with the late birds in an ideal formation, the background lighting, then connects the corridor. “I got a money shot,” Shevman said.

On the Spanish side, the hernia was rotated on the thermal and then followed Fritz to the landing tape in the Ordis, where we were now.

“During the twenty years I did, this was the unexpected trip that I had at all,” said Fritz. The mothers raised the incubators and laughed with the birds, and they were laid off with the larvae. The cage and birds, which were exhausted – may not know, may have been grateful, did not give up hours, as they usually did. The crew set a set of wine and cheese. The airport had a salt water pool and Fritz, where he was roaming to Screvis, jumped, then created, “Are we flying tomorrow?”

We were, then we were not. It turns out that deportation is very similar to filmmaking: Hurry and wait.

Shevman told me: “Every theory about the reason for their flying or does not discredit a reputation.” “The latest was that they adapted very to this or that station. Well, this theory.”

Other theories were related to daytime time, fluctuations in the formation of their conclusion, or various other deviations. Was the “rebellious birds”, as Fritz, which is called that rebel, as it is always, in this group, or did Recalcitrrance move via the herd like the virus? Fritz and his team, like coaches in the depths of the recession, tried to distinguish the patterns of non -compliance. They wondered whether one of the incubating mothers was more success than the other, which is a beneficial line of the investigation.

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