Still on Lunga. My friend comes back from a hike with my son, while I was with my daughter gazing at the puffins. A little hike away thousands of birds on one rock! I went to look at the start of the trail earlier, but I am too unsure of myself, I cannot depend on my legs to not twist and turn, I am afraid of the heights, and my daughter was not eager either. Too many no’s in my head. I hate it. I really need to get less afraid of stuff.
I want to see this too! After checking if we still have enough time and trying to forget all the no’s, my friend takes the lead and takes us with her. Not even at the first ascent, my daughter is doubting if she wants to do this. We don’t have time for this: “Do you join or not? I need to know NOW” She doesn’t. I drop my back pack with her and instruct her to make her way to the boat with the rest of the group by the time we are supposed to sail.
So happy I did hike the trail up to the end. Indeed, first the smell of many many birds, then a lot of noise and finally you see them – thousands of common murre. I think they are common murre, based on how they look, they didn’t wear a name tag… It was worth it…
On our way back we see “dad” letting the kids out for a few minutes. Those baby colmorants are not small, they look like the grown up version with a fluffy coat.
We know we are on time, and we are not the last ones coming back from the hike. Most of our group is already at the boat. And my daughter is waiting for us at the pontoon. Later she tells us that she would have left without us if we would have been too late. Smart girl.
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