The beauty of Mallimacks
Fulmars have a strange reputation. Being able to spit foul-smelling fishy oil accurately from quite a distance is clearly something which hinders their recognition as beautiful souls.
I’m willing to overlook that and see their deeper character.
Magnificent, aren’t they?
I’m clinging to barnacle-encrusted rocks at the waterline watching one bobbing on the water. They’re a thrill to be close to. Despite their superficial gull-camouflage with their countershading of grey and white, they’re far more like short-winged albatrosses.
More Fulmars
Feeding Fulmar It's rare that I get close photographs of Fulmars eating. They're normally well offshore when I see them feasting on… read more
An evening amongst the Sea Mayweed The end of a long summer day on Westray. I love the low evening sunlight at the Castle o' Burrian.… read more
Fulmar chick Fulmars only lay one egg. That's not a surprise when you see the size of the egg compared with the… read more
Chattering Chattering Fulmars are the best. They raise their chins, open their mouths wide, shake their heads and wave their heads… read more
Mallimack in Sea Pinks A garden of Sea Pinks makes every bird photograph look better. This incubating Fulmar has the perfect vantage point, surrounded… read more
Touching waves with wing-tips I love to walk along the Sands o' Maesan, climb the rocks at the end of the beach, and make… read more
Mallimack surprise The Fulmars on Westray are littering the coast with their ungainly earthly forms, as well as flying effortlessly along the… read more
A Scootie Allan attacking a Mallimack A Scootie Allan attacking a Mallimack. An Arctic Skua attacking a Fulmar. A Stercorarius parasiticus attacking a Fulmarus glacialis. Dramatic, isn't… read more
Mallimack life Fulmars are my favourite birds to watch flying. They have an effortless confidence on the wind, and glide with stiff… read more