During our Canon beach escapade I was very surprised there were not many birds just hanging down on the beach. There were many flying around over the water, but it wasn’t until later in the day (and almost 2 miles south of where we parked) that we came across a small flock. If my feet and legs weren’t so tired then I would have had the urge to run like a maniac towards them just to see them fly off.
But I didn’t. My feet were too darn tired. And we still had a long hike back to the car!
This last bird looks just a wee bit disgruntled. It’s like it doesn’t trust me. I’m sorry little bird, you can really trust me. I won’t hurt you, I’ll just stalk you through the water. Promise.
