These White Pelican were doing their usual ‘group’ fishing but stopped swimming ahead. They bunched up.
I’m guessing they had hit a larger school of fish since all their heads were bobbing up and down under the water.
I never did see anything so small would be my assumption. Nice to catch this though.
Contradictions here. The calm of a big White Pelican among the frenzy of fishing Snowy Egrets.
The Egrets knew this Pelican had found food and was pushing through a school of fish. They just had to drop down with him and grab what he missed.
That’s just what happened. However, being Snowy’s chaos came along with them. Just the natural order of things.
It wasn’t long before the Snowy’s were more interested in fighting among themselves than feeding.
ACE Basin, South Carolina.
The title, “Found Them’, starts the story here. There are places in the marshes not easy, or possible, to get close too.
However in the distance was a nice flock of White Pelican in one of those spots. Clear water, good light, and I decided to give it a try.
And yes, I found a trail near a wood line, that could be passed (ignore the snakes !).
Only enough time for a few shots but now I know it can be done.
Of course the trail disappears, a hidden foot bridge of boards needs to be found, and unsavory critters are around.
Somewhere I took a few shots of the bridge crossing the creek for reference. If found I will finish the adventure.
Always fun out there though.
White Pelican have a common sense approach to fishing.
Swim, plunge head in water, close bill.
It seems so much easier than many of the other critters out here.
The migration helps them build up an appetite.
Once they get in their correct formation…
suddenly it’s an eating machine.
Earlier I went through photographs uploaded to the web site recently. I tend to add images as I develop them to prevent the old ‘black hole’.
Well, that didn’t work. These were taken, and promptly lost on the web site.
These were the first White Pelican we found as the migrating birds began to arrive. They had the whole marsh to themselves.
When you get a pile like this it’s pretty hard to get a shot of anything except lots of bodies. Once I get past the fun of seeing the crowd I have to focus and wait.
I picked out this Pelican because he pushed his way through to escape.
In a short time a few more followed and feeding started again.
So… this guy needs a little more room than the other locals.
When the Pelican flew by it was obvious how much more space they took compared to all the others.
The Condor is the only bird larger in North America.
Very impressive when they fly by like this.