Seeing seabirds

Some of my seabird memories from around the world (5 minute read)

I wanted to photograph seagulls, but I didn’t choose the best day for it. A southerly gale is screaming straight up the harbour, blasting salt spray and sand across the normally placid beach. The water is churning and angry, white with foam and brown with clay washed into the sea during earlier downpours. It’s so windy that all of the tarāpunga /red-bil…