Last week, giving my son a quick, spur-of-the-moment tour of the town, I started on the north end, at
Tyee Spit. As usual, the bay was dotted with birds, all too far away to identify without binoculars. Except for one solitary loon, fishing alone at the tip of the peninsula.
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| Checking us out. |
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| A helpful pose, showing us the pattern of his head and neck. |
Unfortunately, I was just carrying the pocket camera. I'll have to go back with more time to spend, and the better camera, as soon as it stops raining. Normal BC weather is happening again. Rain, wind, rain, sunshine, rain, harder rain, sunshine, all in quick succession, unpredictably.
