The gannets begin to assemble at the breeding-rock in March. Their
nesting habits are similar to those of the cormorant, but only one
egg is laid, which is, like the cormorant’s egg, pale blue in colour
and thickly coated with a white, chalky material. Mr. Charles Dixon,
in ‘Our Rarer Birds,’ thus describes a visit to the great gannet
settlement on the east coast: ‘By far the best locality for studying
the nesting economy of the gannet is the Bass, that wide-famed mass of
basaltic rocks standing like a sentinel in the Firth of Forth.... Upon
reaching the Bass a few gannets may be seen sailing dreamily about,
but you have no idea of the immense numbers until you have climbed
the rugged hill.... But when the summit of the cliff is reached the
scene that bursts upon our gaze is one that well-nigh baffles all
description. Thousands upon thousands of gannets fill the air, just
like heavy snowflakes, and on every side their loud, harsh cries of
“carra-carra-carra” echo and re-echo among the rocks. The gannets take
very little notice of our approach, many birds allowing themselves to
be actually pushed from their nests. Others utter harsh notes, and with
flapping wings offer some show of resistance, only taking wing when
absolutely compelled to do so, and disgorging one or two half-digested
fish as they fall lightly over the cliffs into the air. On all sides
facing the sea gannets may be seen. Some are standing on the short
grass on the edge of the cliffs, fast asleep, with their heads buried
under their dorsal plumage; others are preening their feathers; whilst
many are quarrelling and fighting over standing-room on the rocks.’
Describing another great breeding-place of the gannet on the island
of Borreay, about four miles from St. Kilda, he says: ‘The flat,
sloping top of one of these stupendous ocean rocks, called by the
natives “Stack-a-lie,” looks white as the driven snow, so thickly do
the gannets cluster there, and the sides are just as densely populated
wherever the cliff is rugged and broken. So vast is this colony of
birds that it may be seen distinctly forty miles away, looking like
some huge vessel under full sail heading to windward.’
Heron
Ardea cinerea.
Crest bluish black; upper parts slate-grey; forehead, cheeks, and
neck white, the latter streaked with bluish grey and terminating in
long white feathers; under parts greyish white; bill yellow. Length,
thirty-six inches.
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