To those of us of a certain age, the cry of Albatross evokes the immediate thought response of “Two choc ices please”. I have not yet had the occasion to shout Albatross in Hong Kong – at least when birding. Readers of stamina, who date back to the PAE (pre-Antarctic era) will recall that this time last year Mrs. Ha and I were fresh back from our trip to the desolate wastes of
Tin Shui Wai the Southern oceans. And so today I went back into the archive and selected a shot taken between South Georgia and the Antarctic Peninsula. I must point out that the Antarctic Peninsula is nothing like the one in Tsim Sha Tsui. The accommodation down South is less plush, the weather is cooler and the service is slower. There is no Felix either. And no gentlemen’s lavatory with the best view in the world (allegedly). Indeed I don’t think there is a gentlemen’s washroom at all. Or a Ladies for that matter.
But what the deep South has that HK lacks is Grey-headed Albatross. The one without the choc ices. I have a reasonably close image of this wonderful bird. Today’s BAD though is set small in frame to show the roll of the seas if not my stomach.