Photo by Heather O’Connor
Some days at the rock viewing can be challenging. I still like the atmosphere. It is a cool Pacific Ocean and hot inland temperatures that produce a marine layer of fog. A bit mysterious and intriguing. One never knows what one will see.
The top of the rock was barely visible today. Bob did see the peregrines snatch a shorebird on the beach below, an uncommon occurrence for some reason. The falcons prefer to go over to the estuary and sandspit to hunt. That is where the juveniles are presently. Both male and female brought back prey for themselves to eat at the rock. Will the juveniles have to return to the rock to find food delivered?
Whether one is on foot, on bike or in a car, a trip to the rock on the winding paths and road is worthwhile no matter what the weather. The sighting of bushtits madly dashing through the woody shrubs was exciting. The sound of shorebirds gradually materializing from the fog, we could identify easily. Long billed curlews flew so gracefully over the inlet into the bay.