March 6, 2012


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Published: March 21st 2012
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In the morning Ashleigh yells out that our fishing line has caught a bird! Yikes, poor bird. We consider cutting the line, but then it will have a hook and lure lodged in its mouth. We gently pull it in – very much against its will – until it is on the stern of the boat. We look at its very red feet and realize it is a red footed Boobie of which we had heard existed here, but which no one we spoke to reported having seen. We go to remove the hook from the bird’s mouth, but it unhooks by itself. The hook drops and the bird flies away!

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