PUFFINS!
I have adored puffins ever since I first read about them in one of my Childcraft books.* Went to Maine last summer and made my family go to the Project Puffin center – it was awesome.
*Bless my parents, they didn’t have much, but they got a World Book Encyclopedia set and subscribed to the Childcraft collection, because I was going to be able to learn stuff, dammit.
rogerfirthsays
I dunno. Back in school, pufflings use to leave me with quite the buzz…
I had the complete 20 volume set once upon a time.
those did more than any other individual thing to set me on the path of wanting to be a scientist.
for me, it was the day I received the volume that had praying mantises in it, and then going out into my backyard, the same day, and seeing my first one!
I was 7, and still remember that as if it were yesterday.
I ended up giving the entire set to my nephew when he turned 7.
Wowbagger, Vile Demagoguesays
I did actually know that young puffins were called ‘pufflings’, which I love. I believe it prompted my own (unsuccessful) campaign to have dingo cubs renamed ‘dinglets’ for a similar level of cuteness.
Wowbagger, Vile Demagoguesays
Oh, and I remember seeing a doco on them; IIRC they’re terribly stupid – people catch them in nets after luring them to land by swinging a dead puffin around on a string, which the poor dumb birds can’t apparently distinguish from a live, flying one.
Just watched a show on Japanese murrelets (which are the adults), a relative of auks. They are weak flyers that spend most of their lives bobbing about on the ocean. They swim/fly underwater to catch fish and rarely fly more than a few feet off the water. They spend a month ashore hatching eggs and then take the newly hatched birds out to sea, where they receive their first meal of regurgitated fish.
objdartsays
My children are too big to call apelings nowadays. Beautiful pic though.
jandsays
re apelings:
my (younger) son and myself sometimes call each other “junior monkey” and “senior monkey”, especially when talking from the point of view of our cat, as in: cat: “meeaoouw” translation: “I want junior monkey to give me some food”. etc.
Fun video. Love the “javelin” style puffin return technique. Are they certain that’s not just old Viking memories resurfacing? The ancient art of hurling ash spears through enemies on a raid?
Still learning,
Robert
Trebuchetsays
I’m guessing that the town, Heimaey, is the one nearly destroyed by a volcanic eruption in 1973.
I wonder how many of those birds have been rescued more than once.
carlie says
PUFFINS!
I have adored puffins ever since I first read about them in one of my Childcraft books.* Went to Maine last summer and made my family go to the Project Puffin center – it was awesome.
*Bless my parents, they didn’t have much, but they got a World Book Encyclopedia set and subscribed to the Childcraft collection, because I was going to be able to learn stuff, dammit.
rogerfirth says
I dunno. Back in school, pufflings use to leave me with quite the buzz…
Glen Davidson says
Not huffin’ (not good), but still puffin.
Love the picture of one of them with the ends of several little fishes hanging from its bill.
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Ichthyic says
World Book Encyclopedia set
ah, brings back memories.
I had the complete 20 volume set once upon a time.
those did more than any other individual thing to set me on the path of wanting to be a scientist.
for me, it was the day I received the volume that had praying mantises in it, and then going out into my backyard, the same day, and seeing my first one!
I was 7, and still remember that as if it were yesterday.
I ended up giving the entire set to my nephew when he turned 7.
Wowbagger, Vile Demagogue says
I did actually know that young puffins were called ‘pufflings’, which I love. I believe it prompted my own (unsuccessful) campaign to have dingo cubs renamed ‘dinglets’ for a similar level of cuteness.
Wowbagger, Vile Demagogue says
Oh, and I remember seeing a doco on them; IIRC they’re terribly stupid – people catch them in nets after luring them to land by swinging a dead puffin around on a string, which the poor dumb birds can’t apparently distinguish from a live, flying one.
PZ Myers says
I’m going to call my children apelings from now on.
Wowbagger, Vile Demagogue says
PZ wrote:
Ha!
amblebury says
Puffins! I love them.
I visited Iceland, all hepped up and keen to see them. Didn’t realise they spend a season at sea or something, so missed them :(
Markita Lynda—damn climate change! says
Just watched a show on Japanese murrelets (which are the adults), a relative of auks. They are weak flyers that spend most of their lives bobbing about on the ocean. They swim/fly underwater to catch fish and rarely fly more than a few feet off the water. They spend a month ashore hatching eggs and then take the newly hatched birds out to sea, where they receive their first meal of regurgitated fish.
objdart says
My children are too big to call apelings nowadays. Beautiful pic though.
jand says
re apelings:
my (younger) son and myself sometimes call each other “junior monkey” and “senior monkey”, especially when talking from the point of view of our cat, as in: cat: “meeaoouw” translation: “I want junior monkey to give me some food”. etc.
MG Myers says
Fun Trivia Question:
Why do adult puffins sound different in Iceland and Maine?
bbgunn says
This is why you don’t put the penguins next to the toucans and ducks. They just fook up the design specs.
Ogvorbis says
So would a pack of puffins be called a carton?
(I love these birds. Like penguins that got it right!)
Ogvorbis says
The ones in Maine drop their ‘r’s’ and tend to flatten some vowels. Ayuh, it’s a Maine thing.
Tabby Lavalamp says
My favourite birds!
Desert Son, OM says
Fun video. Love the “javelin” style puffin return technique. Are they certain that’s not just old Viking memories resurfacing? The ancient art of hurling ash spears through enemies on a raid?
Still learning,
Robert
Trebuchet says
I’m guessing that the town, Heimaey, is the one nearly destroyed by a volcanic eruption in 1973.
I wonder how many of those birds have been rescued more than once.
redartifice says
In the words of George Hrab:
Fuck Puffins. Wannabe Penguins.