One morning at the weekend, we heard a terrible noise from outside. We thought it was a horde of gulls, and they sounded as if they were having a screaming contest. The sound was drifting a long way across the water and, at its source, we could see diving and splashing.
Something Was Happening.
We rushed out onto the boat. Never mind that Max and I had to leave within the hour to get him to an appointment. There was a mystery in the Bay, and we were going to solve it.
The mystery was unravelled with ease and delight. There were definitely gulls – thousands of them – and they were definitely having a screaming contest. But, in addition, there were 200 pelicans. All the birds were indulging in a feeding frenzy. We have no idea what piscine delicacies were swimming around under the surface of the water, but they must have been tasty because the frenzy didn’t stop, and Max and I were nearly late.
It was a fascinating sight, but what was truly remarkable about the scene was that we could have been in a remake of Jurassic Park. Pelicans look decidedly prehistoric.