Field Notes Doug Bell June 27, 1989 change of colors on the horizon. On my way back to the tent at 10:15 I caught a Rhinoc Auklet by hand. Beautiful white "whiskers". June 28, 1989 One other pair of guilfos meets up by the helicopter pad. This poor pair has been incessantly "worried" about my presence. The ♀ (a GW-type), and the ♂ (a GW/4), hang around the water tower, and on the ground near their nest all day. The ♀ always comes over my tent to mup-mup at me, especially when I am cutting up guilf. Of their 3 eggs, only one successfully hatched (on June 24-25), and this chick probably isn't getting what it needs. I walked over to it this morning, and it stood erect, spread its wings, and screamed at me in that chick-like staccato. Quite a defense. At 09:00 went down to Pebble Beach area to collect birds. Tried for mate to pairs 23+30, but they were gone. Tried for pair 15, but one of the pair took off + flew away wounded, fired again from tent, but missed (DAB 529). Went back to camp, tried for mate from fuel bin, but only wounded it. Then went to the Landing Area, at the SE end of Destruction Island. This is the exposed rocky area with its collapsed landing bridge + platform. Shot 8 guilfs on 7 shots (one shot took out 4 birds), missed on a couple others. Destruction I. has destroyed my shooting average. Spent rest of day, mostly in