Call me a late bloomer, but I can finally tell you that the experience of being in a gannet colony is overwhelming, a transcendence, an imponderable conjoining of sensory overload and perfect inner calm.
Day One Alcids! Seabirds! PUFFINS! Words like this strike wonder into the minds of inland birders–even those like me, who have ready access to the Great Lakes. Naturally, I was ecstatic when I learned that read more >>