I wouldn't call it a punch but perhaps a kiss & a hug29 January. Flock to Marion, Day Six.
As a final punch to the day, however, a little bit of drama before sunset - as a precursor, a gentle uptick of birds moving past, a couple of Wandering Albatrosses and a string of Sooty Shearwaters, but then a sudden shout 'Tropical Shearwater!' And indeed there were, two birds catching the evening sun a treat - like mini Manxs, two Tropical Shearwaters flying level with the ship, but slowly moving away. Essentially a species of the tropical Indian Ocean, these are rare visitors to waters so far south, all of the limited number of records inevitably off the KwaZulu coast. Perhaps the cyclone if the days previous had done its job.