I was standing a respectful distance away from several tidal pools photographing the various antics of Snowy Egrets. Activity was high and I had a nice angle for clear shots.
And then I heard the wings behind me.
For the second time in a matter of minutes a Roseate Spoonbill wanted my space, or closer than expected.
The new arrival even annoyed the other Spoonbill that had just dive bombed me.
It worked out well of course. The Spoonbill maneuvered to an open spot on the far edge of the salt pool.
This was one of those times I really needed a quality shorter lens, like my 100-400. I cut off wings, head, etc. in many of the photographs shot here. This did reinforce that a 400 or 500 prime lens has no place in my bag.