|Hurry, hurry! Next wave's coming!|
|Eating on the run|
|Good thing they have wings!|
|On to the next rock; this one's gone.|
I managed to get close to a few of the birds.
|They seem to be poking their beaks into small cracks in the rocks.|
I looked carefully at the rocks I could reach, and fished in channels where the water was shallow enough between one wave and the next, to see what the surfbirds were catching. On the rock surfaces, I saw mostly barnacles, tiny ones. Down in the channels, bits of rockweed held tiny snails and hermit crabs. I saw a crab or two.
|Tiny barnacles and a snail or two.|
|Rockweed, underwater. Some of those snails are hermit crabs.|
|Good eating here!|
The tide came in. The rocks disappeared. So did the surfbirds. I went home for supper.
*Updated to correct species. Thanks, Clare!