A scatter of soil is thrown in the air from a patch of bracken, there’s a quiet wheezy grunt, and, out on to the bluebell-spangled turf, just yards from where I’m sitting, emerges Britain’s most endearing bird. An adult puffin, its multi-coloured, outsize beak glowing in the sunshine, waddles its way like a diminutive penguin to the cliff edge where Irish Sea breakers thud into the rocks below.

It’s early spring on Skomer Island off the Pembrokeshire coast, and on the edge of one of its puffin colonies, the birds are cleaning out their breeding burrows. Here, where about 6,000 pairs breed-puffins mate for life-they don’t need major excavation; most are expropriated rabbit burrows.

More puffins are lined up on the cliff edge, bowing and bobbing to each other like a line of miniature waiters receiving instruction. Now and again, one takes flight over the waves, its short wings whirring like some wind-up child’s toy. At six wing-beats per second, it will use its wings to zoom underwater, its red-webbed feet acting as rudders, as it dashes this way and that to catch a beak-load of silvery sprats or sand eels.

In April, at the back of the burrow, each pair builds a nest lined with grasses, seaweed and feathers. After the female lays a single egg, both parents take turns incubating it for about 40 days. And after the chick has hatched, you’ll spot an adult land on the clifftop, its beak loaded with 10 or so small fish-the world record is 80-shake itself down to dry off, then potter uphill to its burrow, where the growing youngster will devour the catch.

It’s another 40 days before the fish-fattened young puffin is old enough to leave its burrow. Then, it also waddles down to the cliff edge-always at night-running the gauntlet of predators like great black-backed gulls, and launches itself on its life journey to the sea that will sustain it.

With about six million puffins breeding across the North Atlantic from eastern Canada and Greenland to Britain and Scandinavia, they remain common seabirds. But some colonies are declining, perhaps due to over-fishing and because global warming is causing their fish prey to relocate, and a few colonies have been decimated by rats. Worldwide, there are just three different puffin species.

Where to see the Puffins

Puffins are ashore from April to early August. For the rest of their lives, these ocean birds feed hundreds of miles out at sea, taking violent winter storms in their stride. Then, they look rather different, too; their plumage darker, more dismal, and that summertime beak fades to black. Where to see puffins

Early June to mid July on: Skomer Island, Pembrokeshire (by boat from Martin’s Haven) Bempton Cliffs, near Bridlington, East Yorkshire South Stack, near Holyhead, Anglesey Farne Islands, Northumberland (boat from Seahouses) Isle of May off the Fife coast (a long boat trip from Crail or Anstruther)

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  • P.K

    To see and get really close to the puffin we went to Iceland.
    It was awesome to be within 2 feet of them and so many.
    Best place Latrabjarg in the West.

  • Seabird

    One of the best places to see puffins is off North Berwick in Scotland – on the islands of Craigleith and Fidra. The Scottish Seabird Centre’s SOS Puffin project is helping to restore the populations of puffins on these islands, once one of the largest in the UK. The centre is a leader in remote wildlife viewing – and live webcams at http://www.seabird.org beam back live pictures of the puffins on the islands and the centre runs regular trips from March to October around the islands and to the Isle of May.

    Puffin numbers had crashed due to the invasion of a giant alien plant tree mallow, thriving due to warmer winters, but with the help of over 500 volunteers, the islands have been cleared of the plants and the puffins have returned to nest in their thousands. The best time to see them is between April to end July.