Quick, before all the sun was gone.
A very cooperative Brown Pelican.
At one point I was wondering if they were coming down on top of us.
It turns out the wind over the roof made a great thermal. Almost every group coming up the beach turned and caught the breeze right over us.
Having that metal roof was a good thing, we were eating a dinner we had packed along.
In each of these photographs off in the distance you can see another flock coming to us. There were hundreds this evening.
Above you can see the line of Pelican coming up the shoreline.
Below is facing the opposite direction after they flew over.
We could see the path they were taking which helped later when taking a few sunset shots.
Charleston, South Carolina.
Color, clouds, and Pelicans.
I’d say this is an acceptable respite from the current chaos.
What should be so simple… is actually hard.
Waves and Pelicans rarely come out the way I saw them in my head.
I think I need a camera that also captures the smell and mist coming off the shore.
The shore bird everyone wants to see, and I’m included here, is the Pelican. Big, agile, and prehistoric.
Living here we get to see a lot of them.
But the other day, we had hundreds.
The plan was to see about a few sunset photographs. But the ongoing flocks passing by stole the show.
Brown Pelicans move in small flocks and usually stay right on the shore line. Groups of 10 to 30 dotted the horizon, all flying in a line.
It was impressive.
Close to the last color of the evening.
Folly Beach, Charleston.
You should never shoot into the sun.
Unless you can’t help your self.