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162 THE CONDOR I VoL. VII race. They go teetering and tumbling along, using their short, unfledged wings as if they were a poorly handled pair of crutches. However awkward the young cormorants are on level ground, they are ex- perts at climbing. I put one youngster down three feet below his nest and he scrambled up an almost perpendicular bank. His sharp claws?'easily caught into CLINIBING THE: ROCKS Courtesy of The Pact35c 2?onlhly the rough surface of the rock, and he used his undeveloped wings like hands to hang on and help him up. When he got up to the edge of the nest, he hooked his bill in parrot-fashion and clambered over the rim. From the summit of the Outer Rock, we could look directly across several
