It would be 'Fly, Tuesday fly!', except Tuesday is a flightless, 6 month old kiwi chick.
Today I had the extraordinary privilege of holding a real, live kiwi while its tracker was installed and then holding it in its box on the back of a quad bike out into the bush before releasing it into the wild for the very first time.
They kick. They snap their beak. They shed their feathers. All while putting them through the trauma of tagging them, but it's so worth it if these little guys succeed out there in the bush. And what an amazing experience for little old me!!
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