The Bronx Zoo - Russell B. Aitken Sea Bird Colony and Aquatic Birds

Russell B. Aitken Sea Bird Colony and Aquatic Birds

Honk hello to flamingos, storks, and other birds that inhabit marshes and lagoons. Outside, a sky-high aviary recreates the windswept coast of Patagonia, where seabirds swoop and penguins swim along your trail.

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