Welcome to the end of an extremely productive month. Think I cranked out like 15 posts in my big push to get some of the Texas Gulf Coast birding collection out. Pretty much got through most of the topics I wanted to, but now looking at a similar goal for February – unfortunately, I still need to process those pictures before those will be ready. In the meantime, thought I would go with a post that was alluded to in my Pelican vs Cormorant post (link here).
For my 16th post of the month going with a bit a dramatic, if not alarming experience also witnessed at Seawolf Park in Galveston, TX back in January 2017.
If you are not familiar with this bird, it is a member of the Tern family. These birds are pretty common in the area and spend their days patrolling the waterways for fish and shrimp that unsuspectingly venture to close to the surface. These Terns are truly a joy to watch as they spot their prey and hit the water with shocking force. Will say, they are easier to watch than actually get a decent picture of with big glass. Hand holding the Beast was putting my skills to the test with these aerial acrobats. Having just witnessed the comical feather-fu minutes earlier, my spirits were up and a giant smile painted my face – was thinking how fun that post was going to be, while getting a few shots in the tin of the Tern’s hunting.
Sadly, my heart took a turn for the worse. My smile was turned to pure shock and utter disbelief as a new scenario unfolded before me … one I will never forget.
Hit the jump to learn what changed my happiness so quickly.
It appears I finally broke my consecutive post streak. Was on a roll thanks to outside forces driving me to get through as much of the Texas related birding encounters as possible. Deadline is still there, I just had the opportunity to enjoy a guilty pleasure this weekend – I happen to be part of a top ranking fake group on Rock Band and we were able to get the band together Friday. It has been awhile and we were all a bit rusty. We had a great time even though my arms are now sore from the night of drumming – I may have to start warming up before we play now eesh. Before you laugh at me too much, we have put our computer engineering skills to good use – our singer has modified a real mic and I have a full electronic Roland drum set that feeds through an Ion head to a midi converter to now an Xbox-360 to Xbox-One pigtail converter and then to the console. Thinking that still isn’t helping my case any ha! Reality of it all is I am now trying to get back in the posting saddle. Thanks to having to do this while traveling on the road, thought I would go with a post that doesn’t need a lot of research – had to leave my reference books at home.
Today’s featured post comes to you courtesy of Seawolf Park near Galveston Texas. We were visiting that location for the first time back in January 2017 which produced a number of intriguing experiences. While hunting for dolphins from their wharf, I spotted a Double-Crested Cormorant looking tauntingly at a nearby Brown Pelican. Screw the dolphins, this might turn out quite interesting.
Slowly their paths converged. An entire gulf of water to explore, yet each one refusing to yield their path to the other. Hubris had once again taken root in its victims giving false confidence to its host. So there it stood, the formidable Crested-Fu style of the Cormorant paired off against the more physically dominating Pelikido of the larger bodied Brown Pelican. Surely cooler heads wood prevail – maybe a respectful bow and mutual diversion of their conflicting trajectories.
Hit the jump to see how this angry bird encounter turns out!