A short distance from Stanley, about ten minutes’ drive to the East, is a small peninsular containing several beaches, one of which is the popular Gypsy Cove.
Like many beaches here, there are some that you can access, some that are landmined and some that require a short climb. It has become something of a Sunday tradition that a trip there for a short walk along the path, up to the WWII gun and down into the long grass. It’s a truly stunning place, with golden beaches and deceptively blue water (so inviting, yet really so very cold) and I’m extremely happy that this on our doorstep. As the weather improves and the temperatures rise, I’d heard that each day has seen an increase in the penguin numbers returning to the Islands. Today found us out at Gypsy Cove on a Monday (as it’s a Bank Holiday), partaking in our first truly up close penguin experience (the colony at Gypsy Cove is the Magellanic, one of 5 species here).
Alongside the penguins scattered across the area tending to their burrows, the long grass also held a pair of seals and some very close-flying Turkey Vultures (we later found the dead rabbit that must have attracted them). The way that the wildlife here is just where you are walking makes you pretty nervous wandering around, as you never know what you’re going to disturb and it can be hard to spot things in the grasses here. All of this makes me feel very privileged to be able to live life here, with these experiences and to have this opportunity at this point in our lives. A busy week next week, heading on a boat trip to Kidney Island to see the nesting birds there and, of course, the Gov’s reception. Han arrives in two weeks and I can’t wait to experience this stuff with her here too. It’s going to be an unforgettable 2 years.