Last time we were at Bandon we found a great blue heron resting in a shore pine snag at the edge of a little pond. He spent a couple of hours at midday, when the tide was high, preening carefully. At little scratching was in order too. When it was time to feed the heron flew a short way to the exposed rocks in the tidal zone of the Coquille River estuary. Hunting for small fish was good in shallows amongst the rocks.
Today a stiff wind blows. A heron, probably the same one, is at the same pond. He walks slowly out of the shadows of the trees and into the pond.
|This is the only sketch in this post that isn't a field sketch ….. sketched from one of our photos.|
The heron straightens his neck, carefully watching the water beneath. Hunting isn’t very good. Dale photographs and I sketch for a good hour without seeing him catch anything. His luck probably wouldn’t be any better on the estuary where the wind is whipping up a choppy riffle in addition to big waves rolling in. Some days fishing looks so easy for these herons, but not today.