Friday, April 15, 2011
In for the krill
What I'll miss: (well maybe not so much when it all starts decaying and gets a bit smelly) - the krill. Is it really krill? That's what we call it anyway, waves of small red crustceans floating in on some mysterious tides and then being stranded on the Otago peninsula beaches, attracting the shrieking ecstacy of karoro and other birds.