We are an hour into the pelagic, nothing of note seen... Suddenly a call of "Wilsons" has everyone straining to get on it - bins searching hopefully in the swell... Wilson's Petrel, amazing light... phew camera also onto it...
Long glides, edging ever nearer...
Those toes showing nicely and a bit of eye-to-eye contact...
A final pass, then away...
It's not job done either , another three hours before heading back but for the moment, nothing else really matters!