(Day 211) The fishing lesson

We made an early morning trip to a beach that was listed in the tourism brochures as 'one of the best shelling beaches'. I think that the authors in their enthusiasm forgot to add 'after a major storm' because there were only small shells - albeit in the millions. So, with thoughts of finding a treasure trove of large beautiful shells put firmly in the back of our minds, we went to watch people fishing off a nearby pier.

There didn't seem to be a lot of action here either but my eye caught some birds (I believe they're egrets) near the water at the side of the pier. They seemed to be staring intently at the water, when they weren't defending their little piece of the beach from each other. We carefully made our way down there to watch. I'll let the photos tell the rest of the story.

(All photos were shot with a 70-200mm lens at f11, ISO200, at various shutter speeds.)

Ruffled feathers tell competitors to 'back off!'

Keeping his eyes on the prize:

Success!

And THAT folks, is how it's done!