23/08/2025
This is the fifth year my friend Arianne and I drive from Reykjavík to Vík (in Iceland), a 380 km / 232 mi round trip, to save fulmar chicks from a certain death on the highway in Southern Iceland.
Fulmar chicks have a tough start into life. They are well fed for by their parents, until, suddenly, they are just left on their own. They need to jump from their cliff without being able to fly. In strong winds, some birds actually manage to fly to the ocean, but many are simply too heavy for flight. Some manage to glide a bit, some crash-land right underneath the cliff. This is no problem when the cliff is next to the ocean, but sometimes, the ocean is quite a flight away. In some places in Iceland, the ring road (the national road that circles the entire country) seems to be a magnet for fulmar chicks; most likely because they mistake it for a river. By instinct, fulmar chicks are drawn to water, where they land, follow the stream to the ocean and then, over the course of days, learn how to fly. The ring road, unfortunately, is a death trap, as they are either killed by cars or end up in the adjoining ditches.
Tired of seeing all those beautiful fulmar chicks ending up as road kill, Arianne started to patrol the ring road for up to three weekends every autumn. It is a lot of driving and time involved, a lot of running and catching. The proximity to the highway makes this work risky: many drivers do not slow down. Still, we try to stop for every bird we see. One bird at a time, we catch it, put it in a cardboard box and and drive it to the nearest stream or river.
Yesterday, during the first rescue trip of the season, we managed to bring 15 birds to safety. We are hoping to find something between 100-250 chicks in the next 3 weeks! Once the birds have made it to the ocean - which is their true home - and learned how to fly and feed themselves, adult birds have a low death rate and can live more than 60 years of age! It is beautiful to think that those chicks we rescue might outlive us. And whilst some people belittle our effort, I always think: If not now, when? If not you, then who? And: little by little, a little becomes a lot.
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