When penguin work wasn't pressing I've
been concentrating on many of the Island's other birds, mainly the
smaller flying ones.
Giant Petrels
The Northern Giant Petrel chicks had
started to hatch just before I departed and were looking pretty big
upon my return. They were all sat alone on their nests, spending
their time snapping and threatening to vomit on anyone who walked
past (most of the birds use this effective defence mechanism) and
waiting for their parents to return with food. As they lose their
downy grey feathers their adult ones start to show through, at this
young age they're all sleek and shiny grey-black. It's about this
time they start exploring – walking away from their nest to fight
with bits of tussock.
At about a month old the chicks start getting left on their own. |
I'd been doing weekly checks of the
study area, checking on their progress, as several volunteers had
been doing while I was away. Then in early March I spent a few days
going round weighing, measuring and ringing all the chicks. As with
the other species, weighing gives a simple impression of general
health, how successful a season it's been and how it compares to
previous years as well as being a useful marker when it comes to
looking at survival rates and long-term changes. There were a few
monsters among the chicks, ones over 7kg with beaks over 10cm long.
Three months old; patches of down revealing dark juvenile feathers. At this stage they are regularly visited by parents returning with food. |
The Southern Giant Petrels breed and
nest about a month later than the Northerns so there's still some big
fluffy ones about, though I'll be weighing and ringing them soon.
About four months old and they're ready to fledge. This was the very first egg to be laid in my study area this season, back in mid-September. |
White-chin Petrels, Blue Petrels and
Antarctic Prions
There's not too much long-term
monitoring of these species, but there are a small number of burrows
that needed to be checked for chicks. Although it can be a cold, wet
and muddy job it is one I enjoy as I feel really privileged to be
seeing these young birds looking so fat and fluffy. However of all
the wildlife I work with it is probably the White-chins that inflict
the most injuries. Not because they're particularly aggressive
(although there's always the odd one that wants to kill you) but
because they've got incredibly sharp claws. They'd usually use them
for climbing tussock and digging burrows but if you can remember Sam
Neill talking about velociraptors at the start of Jurassic Park,
that's what they can do.
Young White-chinned Petrel starting to develop adult feathers around the face. |
The adults are rarely seen on land as
they usually come in at night to avoid predatory skuas and head
straight to their burrows, this is particularly true of the Blue
Petrels and Antarctic Prions that are about the size of a large
thrush while the White-chins are like small gulls. They're often seen
at sea, where they congregate behind the ship, and at night,
particularly stormy, overcast nights where their calls echo through
the dark.
Big, fluffy Antarctic Prion chick - really just a ball of fluff with a beak. |
Skuas
I missed seeing the skua chicks when
they were tiny and cute, but instead had the responsibility of
measuring, weighing and ringing them once they were old enough to
fight back. Thankfully our adult birds aren't as aggressive as other
skuas, I'm thinking about the Bonxies in Shetland here, so the adults
usually complain but standing loudly beside you and shrieking. Most
of the juveniles are flying now and are congregating on the beaches
to fight over scraps before they'll head to the mainland or out to
sea for the winter.
Adult Brown Skua issuing a warning. |
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