Last weekend a couple of women friends and I headed up to lovely Port Townsend for a girls' weekend and a 'puffin cruise'. "What's a Puffin Cruise?" many people asked when I told them of our plans for the weekend. "There are puffins in Washington?" they asked again when I explained to them that we were booked on a three hour evening cruise to view puffins.
I was a little concerned about the weather given our spring/summer track record. I had recently purchased a new sporty lightweight rain jacket at the REI sale. At least I kept to my promise of no new sandals this season. As it turns out, most of my sandals are still safely stowed on the top shelf of my closet looking brand new and anxiously awaiting summer. I was in need of, sadly enough, a rain jacket. I packed my new jacket, a scarf and some gloves (just in case), my comfy walking shoes and some flip flops (always the optimist) and my friends picked me up at 10 o'clock on what turned out to be a summer-like Saturday morning. I could actually wear my flip flops!
Port Townsend, as beautiful as I remembered the last time I visited 15 or more years ago, greeted us with sunny skies, sparkling waters and interesting shops to stroll. First things first, we were hungry! We trekked around town seeking the perfect eating spot to soak up this marvelous afternoon. Sirens Pub provided wonderful outdoor seating, delicious salmon sandwiches and salads. Trying to "be good", I opted for a grilled salmon caesar salad and iced tea. Delicious, satisfying and healthy-ish, it was also the last "somewhat good" meal I had for the rest of the trip. All too easily enticed into joining in on the ice cream cones, nachos, Bloodymary's and scones, by the time the trip ended, my good intentions lost all battles. Oh well, Monday I would start again! Luckily my friends are also avid walkers and we climbed hills, walked the marina and beaches and enjoyed our exercise in the sunshine.
The cruise started at 6.00 p.m., so after checking into our charming and fairly luxurious (by my standards) accommodations, we meandered around a bit more and headed down to the marina for our cruise. Adorned in a few more layers for an evening excursion in the Pacific Northwest and cameras in tow, the excitement mounted as we gathered amongst our fellow cruisers anxious to get a glimpse of these adorable birds. Kristen, a seasoned puffin seeker, remarked about a prior trip to Wales where she walked among 6,000 puffins. Wow, I immediately imagined the flocks of puffin we'd see on this clear cloudless evening.
As the first hour wore on and we slowed to a troll no less than 200 ft from Protection Island, we all hung to the edge of the rail, scanning the island cliffs and beaches for puffins. Using binoculars, we saw several eagles (the eagle counter counted 26 by the end of the trip, but she couldn't guarantee some weren't repeats. They do, after all, move around!), gulls, oyster catchers, rhinoceros auklets, a mama seal and her two pups. All the while, our guide, Roger, never missed a beat speaking in a monotone hesitant manner reminiscent of Batman. Admittedly, he provided a plethora of notable seabird information.
As the temperatures dropped, we began huddling together under blankets to keep warm. In my hurry to get on with the trip out to sea, I'd left my scarf and gloves inconveniently back in our hotel room. They would have been handy at this point.
Alas, we spotted a puffin bobbing out in the water several feet from our boat. Not just 'a' puffin, but a flock of three! While all the eager bird watchers crammed to one side of the boat looking through their view finders and binoculars to capture the moment of finally seeing these exotic creatures, I was practically peeing my pants at the thought of all of us paying $55 each to ride out to this remote island for three little puffins. These delightful tufted puffins appeared to bounce and bobble in the water. Their bright red beaks and white and yellow head tufts making them stand out against the darkening sea seemed so out of place in our neck of the woods. They really were striking.
Our captain finally picked up speed and continued his path around Protection Island to seek out more puffins. After a short distance, we spotted another one. We learned that puffins are solo birds and a flock (or 'gathering') is considered 1.4 birds. I guess seeing three at once made our trip quite successful. Roger also informed us that Protection Island was home to 13 pairs of puffin. Twenty-six puffin warranted naming an entire cruise after them. Wildlife Cruise, Seabirds of the Northwest, Bird Watcher's Cruise all seemed more appropriate and accurate.
In the end, our total puffin tally was four. Apparently, that is a good day out according to the online brochure I read a little closer upon arriving home. "Although we can't guarantee
a sighting on every outing, the chance of seeing a puffin on our evening Puffin Cruises is very good." Reading that back, nothing about that line indicates that we were about to embark on an island full of puffins. A testimony from one bird watcher excitedly reported seeing 4 or 5 puffin in one trip. We all agree reading the fine print might have been helpful in our decision making. However, we may have opted out and would have missed a fabulous weekend in Port Townsend with beautiful weather, delicious food, spectacular scenery, a lovely boat ride and, most importantly, time spent with wonderful friends.
And to the often asked question, "there are puffins in Washington?" Our answer-- "not exactly."
1 comment:
What an excellent photograph! I love reading your blog, it feels like being there. You are lucky to have seen the Puffins in the wild, the only ones I ever saw in the Seattle area were at the zoo.
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