The story of parental devotion continues as the males steadfastly balance the eggs on top of their cramped feet for months while the females return the 70 miles to the ocean to feed. During that time, the males endure perpetual darkness, temperatures of minus 60 degrees, accompanied by ferocious, howling ice storms. The males huddle together without food or drink, guarding the precariously balanced eggs. As the weather warms up, the chicks hatch, but they have no food except for one bit of regurgitated sludge the males have somehow managed to salvage in their emptied stomachs. When the females return, they find their soul mates, take over the chick- rearing while the males return to the ocean to eat. And then the males return one final time to rear the chicks some more.