One of the many Great Cormorants still in the area.
There were many Common Loons on the water just outside the sea walls, including this one that let the Gail get very close before it decided to take wing and get out of its way. Most of the Common Loons we saw that day were in transitional breeding plumage. This Loon was nearly in complete breeding plumage.
Going back in for chum was a good decision because it gave us two more looks at the Glaucous Gull. On the way init was perched on one of the vessels…..
The number of passing alcids increased flying closer to the Gail, like this group of three Razorbills….
After twenty minutes of chumming, the Fulmar didn’t return, although small numbers of Alcids continued. Carlos and the Captain decided it was time to move on heading towards Coxes Ledge. Along the way, the numbers of Alcids continued like this single Razorbill that flew close by the bow of the Gail…..
After a short steam, we approached our first swimming alcid that was close to the vessel; it was a single adult Razorbill. Capt. Don brought us close to the bird before the bird flushed.
More Gannets came and went, but they began flying closer to the Gail. Up until this point they had stayed at a distance from the vessel.
Normally I keep extra cards in my pocket, but because of the small postage stamp size of the card, I decided I didn’t want to take a chance changing them on the outside deck of the vessel risking dropping it over board as I fumbled inserting it with cold fingers. With the card changed I walked through the cabin door just in time to see a Fulmar gliding by on the starboard side of the vessel.
While our heads were spinning in all directions watching the Fulmar, a flock of five Razorbills passed by in the middle of all the whirling gathering of the tube-noses.
They both took off skimming the tops of the waves.
Small groups of Fulmar were gathered together on the sea,
We sat there for nearly half an hour watching the awesome Fulmar show. Just as the Fulmars gradually flew off into the distance, Jen spotted a darker blue morph Fulmar gliding across the waves over a hundred yards off the bow.
It passed over the wave tops exhibiting its classic alternating side to side glide all the time slowly moving closer to the Gail coming within fifty yards.
The Captain announced that there was an alcid on the water that just dove just off the starboard bow. The immature Razorbill popped up after a short dive giving everyone good looks.
Captain Don hit the throttle and moved the Gail closer to Block and out of the trawl paths. When the throttle dropped, it was time to begin chumming. As we drifted in the current, Cory through over the chum sacks, and I began tossing the bread. It only took a few slices before the first group of Gulls came.
Highlights from this pelagic trip are listed below the book review.
Here are the highlights from the day: