After a good night’s rest, Pufpuf looks better! As he is a bird from the albotross family, he needs to be on the water to be able to fly away. So we decide to release him by “dropping” him on the water. But we quickly notice that he tries to fly away like yesterday… without success. We let him float on the water for 20 minutes but he still can’t fly away and he starts to drift away from the boat. So we decide to go and get him with our dinghy. Arrived at less than 2m from Pufpuf, our engine breaks down and obviously we didn’t take our paddles… Dam jumps into the water to swim the dinghy to the boat… We take the paddles and we go back to get Pufpuf. We spend the day at anchor to take care of Pufpuf. We feed him with tuna, give him water and then let him rest and dry in the sun. He looks good, he’s relaxed, and he’s even starting to clean his feathers (which is a very good sign!). Then we realize that he has a wound on his left wing because he has some blood. We disinfect it because we don’t want it to get infected because his wings are vital to him. We receive the number of the Madeira environmental police via Aline’s dad’s biologist friend. And then we realize that we don’t have network at our anchorage… So we sail to the port of Machico but we get there a little too late, we’ll have to call tomorrow morning! We feed Pufpuf again and then go to sleep. The next day, we wake up, Pufpuf has pooped everywhere so we give him a little bath. He has to look nice because the environmental police will come by this morning to pick him up and take him to their rescue centre, we are so happy. Around noon, a nice man arrives on the boat with a cardboard box to transport Pufpuf. But while analyzing him, he tells us the sad news: Pufpuf is still a baby and his left wing is broken… He explains that unfortunately their centre doesn’t yet have the necessary infrastructure to treat this kind of wound for ocean birds and that they won’t be able to heal him… They will have to sedate him to stop his sufferings. So, it is with teary eyes that we put Pufpuf in the box and the guardian takes him away… We console ourselves by saying that instead of dying of exhaustion alone in the middle of the ocean, he will have lived two beautiful last days pampered on board Sanzaru… We will have done everything we can to save this magnificent bird, but nature will have decided otherwise. We had become attached to this little ball of feathers!