As cool as the Arctic
The Arctic Terns on Westray are a curious bunch. If you start to care about them it can be an emotional rollercoaster. You’ll see an entire colony collapse and be abandoned with no chicks raised. A favourite site for a colony can disappear and all those fond memories of experiencing them there can seem just like a distant dream. Another colony can raise just three chicks and then you can only be sure there was one which safely fledged. What happened to the other two overnight? Did a predator take them? A remaining chick can be fed by all the adults in the colony until it can stand to be fed no more.
And then they can find another site, join together to nest colonially, fight off any intruders, like the hungry Black-Backed Gulls or the entirely innocent straying Fulmars, and raise dozens of youngsters.

I’m glad to see they’re bringing in the right kinds of fish this year. Last year they were bringing in Pipefish and large Lumpsuckers:
Luckily I can park the car next to this colony and take photographs standing behind my open door. They’re not bothered by my presence.
I wonder if they’ll be here next year or all move somewhere else?
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