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about. As the New Year was approaching Charlie went over to Knife Point <strong>and</strong><br />

reported no giant petrel young had hatched as yet. At midday the prions were in<br />

their nests, one with a pair cheeping, <strong>and</strong> terns were mobbing the snowies.<br />

On 5 January 1949 I went birding, found four snow petrel chicks <strong>and</strong> sketched a<br />

snow petrel <strong>and</strong> chick on the nest for a watercolour. Many snowies had lost eggs (to<br />

skuas?) or they were cracked. There was a good late embryo in one of the cold snowy<br />

eggs, which showed the development of the feather tracts. Jim helped me weigh <strong>and</strong><br />

measure 30 chicks until dinner time <strong>and</strong> again afterwards; I wished to draw up a<br />

growth curve.<br />

Next day I mixed the oil <strong>and</strong> petrol for the boat <strong>and</strong> Charlie, Jim Chaplin <strong>and</strong> I<br />

set off for Gourlay, though I had trouble starting the outboard <strong>and</strong> had to heat the<br />

spark plug before the engine came to life with a lovely deep roar. It was a calm<br />

day, with silver-white, marbled icebergs in fantastic shapes <strong>and</strong> of all sizes. We<br />

had a good view of the Cragsman (Cuillins) Peaks <strong>and</strong> the pinnacle ridge of Sgurr<br />

nan Gillean. We reached the Gourlay beach in record time, but one of the petrol<br />

tank clasps snapped 20 yards from shore <strong>and</strong> although we fitted a new one, it left<br />

only one spare. I had previously selected a small chinstrap colony for detailed<br />

work <strong>and</strong> we now marked 60 penguin nests <strong>and</strong> ringed 40 birds before my<br />

supply of rings was used up. I had made all these rings laboriously by h<strong>and</strong> from<br />

monel metal strip <strong>and</strong> numbered them individually with a die-punch (individual<br />

[five] figure numbers). We also weighed eight medium sized birds <strong>and</strong> 17 young.<br />

I also counted seals. We were back at base by 7.30 pm, the petrol tank having run<br />

dry <strong>and</strong> the engine stopping 30 yards from the beach – a good run if a little tight!<br />

After supper Jim, Charlie <strong>and</strong> I went up to the crags to weigh snowy <strong>and</strong> giant<br />

petrel young <strong>and</strong> record the state of the colonies. On 9 January I found the first<br />

prions' eggs.<br />

A couple of days later I finished my very limited stock of colour film, taking a<br />

shot of a tern at the nest <strong>and</strong> made some sketches of a tern nest <strong>and</strong> Berntsen Point<br />

from Knife Point (later worked up into a watercolour). We watched as a skua<br />

snatched a giant petrel chick from its nest <strong>and</strong> flew 400 metres with it. There were<br />

already some empty tern nests; had the skuas taken the young? In the afternoon I<br />

went with Jim Chaplin to Knife Point <strong>and</strong> did more sketches for the tern nest<br />

painting. Going round the nests in the evening I found two Wilson's petrels at one<br />

nest.<br />

On 12 January after the Ob. all the others came with me to Balin Point Beach <strong>and</strong><br />

walked over to Starfish Bay for the seal counts. There was a bachelor club of skuas<br />

paddling in Third Lake, terns at Ternery Bay though still no tern chicks, large<br />

Dominican chicks <strong>and</strong> a young one in the water. Cape pigeons were feeding their<br />

young, the parent regurgitating, then opening its bill <strong>and</strong> the chick poking its bill in<br />

while both quivered with excitement. It was getting late, so back to Berntsen Point to<br />

drop Jim <strong>and</strong> Charlie; a cloud of terns hung over the small peninsula in Elephant<br />

Flats. I went back in the pouring rain <strong>and</strong> had difficulty getting the dory off the beach<br />

unaided, as the tide was going out. There were shags on the water <strong>and</strong> a green <strong>and</strong><br />

lemon sky with a fog bank coming up. I was soaked; Derek who had by then walked<br />

back helped to pull up the dory.<br />

One afternoon when I went with Jim around the nests <strong>and</strong> weighed <strong>and</strong><br />

measured all the chicks, a snowy regurgitated a cephalopod eye-lens - or was it a<br />

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