At some point in the morning, a small greenish bird flew into our ring of visibility – we were about 4 kms from the shore. It circled the boat a few times and finally swooped in under the dodger and settled in on one of the lines by the winch. The bird was panting and absolutely exhausted. You could practically see his heart beating!
Not sure why the bird was out there – perhaps lost, but I think he was most relieved to find something to land on. He sat there panting and looking at us…while we sat there looking at him! Of course, our camera was down below and we didn’t want to move to get it and end up startling him or scaring him off.
He (I am just guessing the bird was a “he”) started to settle down and spent some time fluffing his feathers up and preening himself. His panting had abated to regular breathing and seemed to take a shine to us! Still, we didn’t want to move.
After what was likely 20 minutes, he gave us a look, flew out from under the dodger, circled the boat three times (as if to say “thanks for the rest”) and headed north – which was fortunately where the shore was.
I think, after checking some books, that it was some kind of warbler.
As we wrestle over a new name for our boat (this will be another blog), one name that comes to mind for me is “Warbler’s Rest”.
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