I'm a great fan of nature and I can admire most wildlife. Like many, I am thrilled to see the whales, manatees or a leaping manta
rays, but I'm also interested in the minor players like the tiny crustaceans that cover my wet suit when I'm cleaning
the boat bottom.
Sure, I'm less pleased with the barnacles
that grow on my hull
or the seas gulls that bomb my deck
. Nobody seems to admire the rats or roaches!
Yesterday I came across a new disturbing member
among the wildlife. While walking down the dock
across from a pier with the usual gulls, pelicans and cormorants, I heard a new bird call coming from what looked like a small white tern. Something was disturbing about the rhythm and pitch
of the bird's call. Then it struck me.
The sound was a perfect match to my GPS anchor