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I don't go for fancy cars
For diamond rings
Or movie stars
I go for penguins
Oh Lord I go for penguins
Throw your money out the door
We'll just sit around
And watch it snow
I go for penguins
Oh Lord I go for penguins
Penguins are so sensitive
Penguins are so sensitive
Penguins are so sensitive
To my needs…
Lyle Lovett ”Penguins" from the album "I Love Everybody", 1994 [Image] Arawhata River, New Zealand We were walking across a short boardwalk over a little trickle of a stream when Ron suddenly stopped, stared into the bush beside him and then back at me. My eyes followed his gaze about 20ft into the trees. There to my amazement stood a Fiordland Crested Penguin, ankle deep in the stream peering through the foliage back at us. It would be an image forever burned just into my brain. All cameras were still in the backpack. With one step the penguin would slip back into the dense bush and out of sight, leaving us wondering if we had seen a mirage or did we really just see our first penguin in the wild? That vision appeared when we were hiking the short Bush Walk at Jackson Bay on the West Coast of New Zealand’s South Island. The trail winds through native forest about 20 minutes to a rocky ocean shoreline. The nearby café had a sign saying that the penguins were moulting and so hiding in the bush – meaning the chances of seeing one were probably nil. We started the hike anyway for the chance to stretch our legs, view the native trees up close, and perhaps see a seal at the rocky coast. [Image] Greenstone, Jackson Bay, New Zealand So we were unprepared when near the beginning of the trail we spotted the penguin. Of course the rest of the trail was hiked slowly, camera ready hoping for another glimpse of the tuxedo wearing little fellow with yellow bushy eyebrows. On the return trip we would spot him again near where we first did. But this time he was hunkered down obviously hiding in the dense foliage. The shots Ron got that time were just proof that our sighting was real and not a mirage. Still they were too blurry to even post here. But after that I was hooked. I wanted to see another penguin! [Image] Jackson Bay Wharf, New Zealand At Curio Bay we didn’t get as close as we hoped to a Yellow Eyed Penguin – also moulting (see last post). [Image] Forest in the Catlins, New Zealand So on the Otago Peninsula near Dunedin [Image] Sandfly Bay, Otago Peninsula, New Zealand we actually took an organized tour hoping to really view some of them moulting or otherwise. The Penguin Place is a private reserve created to protect the endangered Yellow Eyed Penguin. These penguins are unique to New Zealand, considered to be solitary, and nest at the edges of native bush. The warm NZ climate and intense sunshine is not exactly the icy habitat where most of us in the rest of the world believe penguins live. At the Penguin Place they have well-camauflaged trenches that run out to blinds or hides to watch the penguins come ashore to feed their young in breeding season. [Image] Yellow-eyed Penguin or Hoiho coming ashore, NZ Or to just stand there and moult for a couple of weeks. [Image] Moulting Yellow Eyed Penguin or Hoiho, NZ We did get to view a couple more moulting ones. But I think to truly see this shy species one would have to visit during the summer breeding season. [Image] Moulting Yellow Eyed Penguin or Hoiho, NZ