Pictured is the Atlantic Puffin.

The fog was so thick we might have been in a Herman Melville novel, on the hunt for Moby Dick among noiseless waves and unforgiving circumstances. Except this was the Bay of Fundy and not the Pacific Ocean; our captain was an amiable Peter Wilcox and not a pathological Ahab; and we were after something…

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Zack Metcalfe