Wondering if they would go hungry again today she signalled the tribe to gather. Then using her badge of office she mapped out the route to the beach. Usually it was hard to get total agreement, but hunger had weakened resistance to her iron rule. Personal items were gathered up and camp was broken. Following her they approached the worn rut to the beach. The screams of thousands of diving sea birds, tested everyone to the limit. Razor sharp bills threatened anyone who tried to take an egg. Reaching the beach the tribe attacked the molluscs. Sated they moved on.