At Sea with the Azores: A Biologist-Led Marine Birdwatching Expedition

The boat rocks with a confident, ocean-born rhythm, rudder cutting a silver seam through the swell. Spray arcs past the bow and the first dark shapes appear—streaks of wings, paper-thin and relentless—skimming the water as if reading invisible currents. You lean into the wind, binoculars cold in your hands, and a biologist at your shoulder names them matter-of-factly: Cory's shearwater, Bulwer's petrel, a passing skua that dares the flock. It is immediate and intimate, a classroom where every sighting rewrites what you thought you knew about the Atlantic.