Just back-tracking a couple hours worth to finish off the rest of my post-worthy shots from that day. Here's another Chachalaca, this time in full sun. Oh, and going back to the rhythm of the bird's name - it reminds me of a nonsense rhyme that high school grads here chant while dancing through the streets as part of their partying rituals at the end of the school year: Chickelacke, bumalacke, jazz, boom, b! Julekake julekake, hjembakt brd!