Today, my wife and I decided to take a walk on the beach. We tend to do so on the Nye Beach stretch, which is located near the post office. There's a parking area and gazebo up top, then you can follow a steep trail down to the sand below.
On the beach today, there was a massive pile of seaweed, plus there were places were large blobs of jelly had washed ashore. As we approached, a seagull who was strutting around on the beach took a crap and then flew away. My wife and I must've been a scary sight.
As we walked back up the trail, we saw a couple heading down it with a bag and two loaves of bread. When we reached the top and started back toward the car, birds suddenly started flying in from all directions. I've never seen seagulls move so fast. One cruised overhead, then shot down in a flat-out dive that looked like a World War II bomber diving into the water after taking a hit. The number of birds and their speed was incredible.
We looked over the concrete railing at the beach below and the two folks were there with their bread, tossing it to the birds as more goals zoomed in for a landing. It seemed to me like it only took seconds for every seagull in the area to rush them. You'd think the birds had nothing to eat!
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|Genj - March 02, 2009 (09:53 PM)
The economy affects birds too, man.
|zippdementia - March 03, 2009 (02:04 AM)
Ah, Nye beach can be very lovely. If I recall, there's some woods at one end of the beach that make for beautiful walking.
|bloomer - March 04, 2009 (02:11 AM)
Seagulls and pigeons learn and know where they can expect to get food in contact with humans, love to swarm such locations and lose any inhibitions they have about humans in the process. I say this as a coast and city dweller respectively, and also someone who was pooped on by seagulls twice in the same location, but years apart.
|honestgamer - March 04, 2009 (05:24 PM)
So far, I've only once had a bird crap on me and it was years ago when I was a little kid. I was in my dad's shop that he'd built. Somehow, a bird had gotten inside and built a nest or something, so it was on the beam above and it decided that I looked like a fine target for a crap bomb. I didn't enjoy that.