spur-kites

Updated: July 20, 2025

Instead of going at once towards his quarry he sailed along leisurely, close to the coast, stopping a night at one little island for a feast on a kind of bird like spur-kites, the flesh of which was very delicate. He stopped another night at another island, because "of a great kind of shellfish of a foot long," which the company called whelks.

John Masefield - On the Spanish Main: Or, Some English forays on the Isthmus of Darien.