This was absolutely one of the highlights of the trip, something that I had looked forward to for a very long time: hanging out with the puffins on the Isle of Lunga.
Surreal place. Closer to the island you get welcomed by a seal and gray geese. Normally there are much more seals waiting for you. Guess they are still in their beds so early in the morning. Through a pontoon system we are able to get onshore. First making our way across a bed of boulders. Looking ahead a big white arrow on the rocks shows the way up to the table mountain. Why is that arrow even there? You can’t get here by yourself, the tour guys know where we need to be, and besides that it is not that difficult to figure out where to go as nothing else looks like it could harbor the puffins. It doesn’t smell good here. A mix of salt, rotten fish and rotten plants.
A decent climb up. That would be the most difficult part of the whole visit here at Lunga. And then you arrive in a fairytale world. The grass you walk on seems to be laying on cushions, with every step you take you seem to bounce back up. Really bizarre and … nice. And here they are… the puffins, not shy at all and a lot of activity. A lot to do for them with their little ones in the nests on the edge of the cliff. A lot of feeding to do. In Dutch puffin is translated as Parrot-diver. And I can see definitely similarities with the parrots we have at home and especially our cockatoo. The funny walk, the hopping around and keeping a good eye on you. I can sit here for days without being bored.
Meanwhile disaster strikes… My daughter’s new OnePlus smart phone has just blacked out without reason and she cannot turn it back on again. Mood drops subzero. Really? Getting angry now because a phone is not working, on an island without network coverage, while surrounded by the most interesting creatures we have ever seen, a place we will probably never ever come back to in our lifetime? I try to recall the wise words of my friend on teenagers “don’t take it personal, ignore, don’t go into a discussion, it will pass by … eventually”.
Guess I will HAVE TO get back to that place now, to make up for it… 🙂 All excuses are good to travel again.
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