tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40513616260603940812011-08-27T01:49:59.108+01:00Fotografias de Africa e da sua faunaManuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-61099061540947765952007-08-26T01:17:00.000+01:002007-08-26T01:28:04.626+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RtDHOsdBWFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4pUfXOOBaos/s1600-h/leopardo+2004.01.17+savanna+121.low.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102797433075750994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RtDHOsdBWFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4pUfXOOBaos/s400/leopardo+2004.01.17+savanna+121.low.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>O grande gato irritou-se com o meu flash, e fitou-me directamente nos olhos. Foi a ultima fotografia que lhe tirei nessa altura: quando o leopardo te individualiza como uma presa potencial, continuar a desafiá-lo é uma total falta de bom senso.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-6109906154094776595?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-77077080468907394582007-08-22T22:25:00.000+01:002007-08-22T22:31:41.724+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RsyqfMdBV5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/PM2UIEIumLo/s1600-h/leo+040614+kruger+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101639930799544210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RsyqfMdBV5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/PM2UIEIumLo/s400/leo+040614+kruger+068.jpg" border="0" /></a> Não gostaria de ser o alvo deste olhar.<br />A fotografia está mal enquadrada (foi tirada demasiadamente perto, e este ngaala não coube na minha objectiva 70/200). Mas este olhar faz com que esta fotografia seja uma das minhas favoritas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-7707708046890739458?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-7468902036140502432007-08-22T22:18:00.000+01:002007-08-22T22:24:36.895+01:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RsyoicdBV4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/MHXc68hVs7M/s1600-h/EPV0082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101637787610863490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RsyoicdBV4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/MHXc68hVs7M/s400/EPV0082.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>A atenção do grande gato foi súbitamente atraída por um grande kudu saído do mato. Contudo, o leopardo não tomará nenhuma iniciativa, pois este antílope é grande demais para ele, e um ferimento grave pode ser fatal para um animal solitário como o leopardo, que não tem quem cace por ele...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-746890203614050243?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-81654855772849424002007-08-22T22:15:00.000+01:002007-08-22T22:17:59.966+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/Rsynn8dBV3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/H_e1a6IYrLs/s1600-h/2003.05.17+maputo+7+ms+e+pm+hotel+cardoso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101636782588516210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/Rsynn8dBV3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/H_e1a6IYrLs/s400/2003.05.17+maputo+7+ms+e+pm+hotel+cardoso.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Eu (à esquerda) e o meu amigo Pedro gozando o fim da tarde na piscina do Hotel Cardoso, em Maputo.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-8165485577284942400?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-6196552640683208512007-08-22T11:00:00.000+01:002007-08-22T11:04:51.289+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RswJmsdBV1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/RsV2e1nQfZU/s1600-h/060904.788.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101463038276491090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RswJmsdBV1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/RsV2e1nQfZU/s400/060904.788.jpg" border="0" /></a> Savanna, Sabi Sands, Africa do Sul.<br /><div>Sentado no deck do meu bungalow, tenho todos os dias estas visitas ao charco distante não mais de 30 metros. Outras vezes são bufalos. Ou ainda leões. Vizinhos simpáticos.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-619655264068320851?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-13639216974583572302007-08-21T21:58:00.000+01:002007-08-21T22:03:56.203+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstSU8dBVlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bIjJB660oF8/s1600-h/070804.019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101261522705929810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstSU8dBVlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bIjJB660oF8/s400/070804.019.jpg" border="0" /></a> Africa do Sul, Agosto de 2007<br />Saída da bruma, a hiena ali ficou, a olhar curiosamente para mim... Quem tem medo de quem?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-1363921697458357230?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-55864587605549680872007-08-21T21:48:00.000+01:002007-08-21T21:56:39.073+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstP38dBVkI/AAAAAAAAABw/l9aCbMTDui0/s1600-h/dialogo+nebuloso+2004.04.16+Victoria+Falls+036.1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101258825466467906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstP38dBVkI/AAAAAAAAABw/l9aCbMTDui0/s400/dialogo+nebuloso+2004.04.16+Victoria+Falls+036.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Zimbabwe, Abril.</div><div>Estamos a menos de 3 kms das Cataratas de Victoria, do poderoso rio Zambeze. O spray provocado nas cataratas espalha-se kms em redor, e é responsável por esta bruma que tudo domina. Terá sido aqui, sentados nestas cadeiras, que o dr. Livingstone tomou o seu primeiro chá em anos com o seu salvador Stanley? (mas... salvador de quê??)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-5586458760554968087?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-50942945972226224832007-08-21T21:33:00.000+01:002007-08-21T21:39:51.706+01:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstMosdBVjI/AAAAAAAAABo/cOKfrVlqrcY/s1600-h/070806.039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101255264938579506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstMosdBVjI/AAAAAAAAABo/cOKfrVlqrcY/s400/070806.039.jpg" border="0" /></a> Este macho ainda não totalmente adulto (uns 16 anos, talvez) aproximou-se bamboleante e cheio de prosápia, mas mostrando-se muito relaxado. Eu não me movi e continuei a fotografar. Quase me aspirava a câmara pela sua tromba...<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-5094294597222622483?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-72131238580538098402007-08-21T21:27:00.001+01:002008-01-22T23:41:12.016Z<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstK0sdBViI/AAAAAAAAABg/wGggqbi4QIk/s1600-h/070730.046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101253272073754146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstK0sdBViI/AAAAAAAAABg/wGggqbi4QIk/s400/070730.046.jpg" border="0" /></a> São 17:00, e dentro de 30 minutos será noite cerrada. O que se irá aqui passar durante a noite?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-7213123858053809840?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-31333129855701407602007-08-21T21:22:00.000+01:002007-08-21T21:26:25.679+01:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstJ6sdBVhI/AAAAAAAAABY/Go9UxDOyokk/s1600-h/070730.048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101252275641341458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstJ6sdBVhI/AAAAAAAAABY/Go9UxDOyokk/s400/070730.048.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>São 6:30, e o Sol sobe rapidamente no horizonte. O que se terá passado aqui durante a noite?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-3133312985570140760?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-27817067982870521732007-08-21T21:12:00.000+01:002007-08-21T21:19:17.399+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstH8cdBVgI/AAAAAAAAABE/qBhfPwCyKUk/s1600-h/051220.5+M+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101250106682856962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RstH8cdBVgI/AAAAAAAAABE/qBhfPwCyKUk/s400/051220.5+M+022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Quando o grande felino fixa os seus olhos nos meus, o tempo pára e a minha respiração tambem...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-2781706798287052173?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-4311852130175635822007-08-21T19:05:00.001+01:002007-08-21T19:10:24.244+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RsspwcdBVaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A1WGPsliKbk/s1600-h/070727.03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101216915175593378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/RsspwcdBVaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A1WGPsliKbk/s400/070727.03.jpg" border="0" /></a> São 17:20 de um dia de Agosto, e o dia termina quase abruptamente.<br />Os predadores agitam-se; as presas inquietam-se.<br /><br />É hora de regressar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-431185213017563582?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4051361626060394081.post-62123028947741573792007-08-21T18:44:00.000+01:002007-08-21T19:01:25.879+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/Rssmk8dBVZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuet2BJCbk/s1600-h/2004.05.01+Kruger+205.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101213419072214418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VAuTef6jgq8/Rssmk8dBVZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLuet2BJCbk/s400/2004.05.01+Kruger+205.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>1 de Maio de 2004, 250 kms a sul do Trópico do Capricórnio.</div><div>A época das chuvas já terminou, mas a alvorada continua a surgir envolta em bruma.</div><div>As aves migratórias já regressaram em direcção ao Norte, e os impalas andam num frenesim reprodutor.</div><div>Mais um dia no Paraíso</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4051361626060394081-6212302894774157379?l=manuelseabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manuel Seabrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05057126836766751687noreply@blogger.com0