Back out to the lagoon in search of a repeat performance from yesterday’s whales.
Sadly, they didn’t show up today. However, we did spot a Southern Giant Petrel (Macronectes giganteus), which was a first for me. Small wins.
This guy isn’t a Southern Giant Petrel (Macronectes giganteus). He’s a White-Breasted Cormorant (Phalacrocorax lucidus). Fairly common on the coast here. But it takes a special sort of talent to catch him like this:
Ah. The full 360. And that’s why we’re just about to come back to where we started with another hard lockdown.
Anyway…
Sunnier, warmer and less windy today (although that last one starting from a very high baseline), so the Boy Wonder and I grabbed a camera and went for a wander around our weekend neighbourhood.
Not much special stuff going on togging-wise in the bright sunshine, but good to get some fresh air and take in some rays as we headed through town and then back along the coastline.
I’ll need to lob them into Lightroom when I get chance, but in the meantime (because I’d rather be looking at the sea than a computer screen), please enjoy a Cape Cormorant and a Three-Banded Plover. Despite the Cape Cormorant being much smaller than his White-Breasted cousin, there’s actually still quite a size different between the two birds above (65cm v 18cm). However, because of the cropping and the fact that one was far. away. it doesn’t seem that way.
But… not. Although it seemed like it wanted to be.
This is an African Darter, doing its thing in the dam at Vredenheim last month. Bigger on black here.
I have loads of photos to sort out and upload and no time to do them at the moment (football last night, dinner tonight, Agulhas tomorrow). So this one is being chucked onto Flickr as a quota photo and will be out of order when I actually get round to uploading everything else.
I am typing away on Mrs 6k’s laptop, 3G modem lodged firmly in its side. The reason for this is the supposedly seamless network switch by Web Africa, which I think is taking place this evening. I must have caught the switch right in the middle, because I have absolutely no internet connection at home. I tried to call, but they’re very busy this evening, sorting out other customers who have found the seam they thought they didn’t have.
Recalling the email which I skim read at work today, I can go onto their forum and discuss any problems I might have. The crushing stupidity of that statement didn’t actually hit me until this evening. And now it’s all too late.
Today’s quota photo is a wonderful example of Phalacrocorax lucidus (obviously).
He’s sitting on a rock, drying his wings and wondering which ISP to swap to. Soon.