Look, Mummy, we're finally there!
Oh, Daddy, back at last.
We safely survived another journey.
I'll relax when everyone's safely in the reed bed.
Dash two report line of sight.
Visual of drop zone, 12 o'clock, all clear.
No no, it must be spring,
'cause here they come.
Noisy migrating birds ready
to hatch more screaming chicks.
Why can't they leave us alone?
'Cause they're stupid!
Every spring, flying thousands of miles back here.
Just to annoy us!
Hmm, on the plus side,
the migrants do keep us off the menu.
Yeah, old Shadow's looking pretty hungry
after another tough winter.
Let the feast begin.
Fetch the decoy.
Prepare for touchdown in T minus one minute.
Affirmative.
Almost home, folks!
And we still have the protection of the Sterna!
But Shadow is surely waiting!
Everyone be ready for my signal!
Shadow, old pal!
I'd love to help man, but I've got an ache in this knee
and a wobble in that wing, look man.
Please don't make me do it, they'll just...
Skua, you're the greatest decoy I've ever had.
Uh, the greatest?
Absolutely, now, come along.
But the Sterna!
All those pointy beaks.
I can't take it!
They go straight for my tushy.
Every time!
- Every time. - Here's the plan.
You get the Sterna to follow you.
You turn west, and fly like the wind, as usual.
But, but, but the pointy beaks
and, and, and my tushy, man.
But Skua, my dear, your tushy isn't safe down here either.
Spring is in the air, Skua.
SAM, SAM, 10 o'‘clock 10 o'clock.
- Wow! - Take him down!
Take him down!
Not the tushy!
Why is it always the tushy?
There won't be any love songs this spring.
The Sterna!
They've fallen for a decoy!
Stay calm, everyone!
Remember our practice!
On my command.
Now, spread out, now!
Not going to share, is he?
He never does.
Incoming, incoming, take cover!
Run, hide, hide.
I'm hit, I'm hit!
We need to take this up with Parliament.
Here here, oh, I hate spring so much!
We made it.
Not everyone.
Don't blame yourself.
It could have been far worse.
And you know it.
Ah, exactly as we left it.
We have some serious spring cleaning to do.
But first, how about dinner and a dance?
Have I ever said no?
It's a perfect summer morning
and the air traffic is running smooth,
and no predators reported.
In the meantime,
whether you're out fetching grubs for the chicks,
or at home, feathering your nest,
we've got the tune for you.
Oh!
Oh, come here my dear Ploey!
Welcome to the world champ.
Mama, Papa.
Son today we learn to forage.
One day they're an egg.
The next they're off digging up their own worms.
It's all so fast.
Look Papa, look at that.
I'm a Sterna, attack, attack!
I'm a swan.
A Snipe coming.
Watch out for the snipe!
You're going to fly like a plover.
And when we go south across the great ocean,
you'll fly right by my side.
But why do we have to leave home?
Everything's perfect here!
Ploey, this is our summer home.
But winter would crush us with snow and cold
and it'll all be over for the plover.
I can't wait to practice flying!
You won't have to practice.
You're a plover!
Flying will happen all by itself, when the time's right.
But, survival?
For that you'll have to practice.
I'm going to be the leader like you Papa,
and the fastest plover ever seen!
In that case,
we'd better get on with your foraging lesson.
Alright everybody let's go ahead
and get ready for our warm up.
Keep those lungs open, breathe in constantly,
make sure you never hold your breath.
Don't hold it.
Just try not to move your lungs as you breath.
Keep it constant.
- One, two, three and... - Ah, it's the cat.
- To the roof. - Oh, here we go again.
Yeah, he is not gonna make it.
No, he's not.
Do you think he is gonna make it?
- Well he might. - Yeah, maybe.
Get that filthy thing out
- of this house! - Yeah, can we have it, Mum.
We could keep it in our parrot cage.
No.