This was a lifer, of sorts. I have seen otters before, always a long way off, sometimes barely visible among the rocks. This time, I came around a rock at the low tide level and surprised one just catching a fish a few metres away.
The photos, in chronological order:
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She caught it in the shade of that pointy rock on the right. |
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Zooming in. A fairly large fish with a whitish belly. |
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"Look, ma! I've got a green hat!" |
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She sits on a low rock to gnaw at the fish's tail. |
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The other two youngsters have noticed me. |
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The fish looks like a large sculpin, with the striped fan pectoral fin. |
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Time to go, carrying what remains of the fish. Will she share it with her family? |
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On their way. |
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Two stop to look at me again. As curious as kittens! |
Off Stories Beach.
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¡Nutrias! Las he visto antes, pero casi siempre muy lejos, confundiéndose entre las rocas. Esta vez, salí de atrás de un roca grande al borde inferior de la zona intramareal, y sorprendí a una pescando a apenas unos pocos metros.
Subí las fotos en orden cronológico.
- Con el pescado, grande y con barriga plateada. Lo pescó en la sombra de la roca a la derecha.
- Haciendo zoom.
- Otra nutria, con un "sombrero" de alga marina verde.
- La nutria grande (¿la madre?) se sienta en una roca casi cubierta de agua para comerse su pescado.
- Hay otras dos; me han visto, y se detienen para mirarme.
- El pescado parece ser una esculpina, por las aletas pectorales grandes y plegadizas.
- Y ya se va, llevando consigo el pescado. Tal vez lo compartirá con la familia.
- Las cuatro, alejándose.
- Pero dos se detienen otra vez para mirarme. ¡Tanta curiosidad!
En la playa Stories.
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