It was blowing 30 knots or more, the flycatcher that we had come to see had left. Through the inlet little birds were blown in and kind of crash-landed in front of us. There were Warblers, and Stonechats. We heard the voice of Japanese Robins,
Siberian Stonechat, ノビタキ
It was awfully cold, but insects started to appear, creating a sense of spring
From above the waves around the cape seemed enormous. Shearwaters were having fun.
Streaked Shearwater, オオミズナギドリ
But this captain most certainly not.
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