Orion twinkled above me as I slid my kayak into the water this morning. I clicked off my headlamp and paddled into the slowly brightening day,
my paddlerocketing me my gentle paddle strokes easing me into the coming adventure. (I don’t know that I’ve ever been able to paddle so fast that I rocketed along, especially when I am still waking up… and it’s more poetic the second way.) Ahem. Easing me into the coming adventure. I did not know what the day held for me, but that is part of the beauty of waking up.
I headed south and west along Tomales Bay, crossing to the far shor-
*Imagine lots of flowery, elegant talk around here about the quiet of the water, the glory of the sunrise, seeing grebes silhouetted against the rising sun, etc. Just fill in some details- some of them about two really cool Kingfishers that I will be posting about in a day or two- and I’ll zoom ahead to the part about the terns
-and I heard a sudden, single large splashing noise ahead. Terns were diving ahead of me, plummeting full body into the calm morning waters. Their fast active wings weaving them agilely through the air, turning them around a single feather at the tips of their wings before a sudden plummeting dive where they would briefly disappear completely before reemerging.
Wheeling and circling above me, they cried to one another discussing the fish or the weather or perhaps how bloody cold the water was this morning. A continuos dance, of circling and diving, occasionally scoring a fish, but more often ascending with an empty beak.
Actually the Elegant Terns, for that is who the birds were are actually pretty elegant, except for their voices. I’ve never heard a tern that had a pleasant song, but I may just be listening to them at the wrong times, or without a terns ear.
I truly gave my autofocus a good workout this morning as I tried to capture these highly maneuverable birds. I feel happy to have captured the images that I did. I can tell that I have not been making it out enough to shoot hi-action images however, as I had more trouble following and focusing on the birds than I have in the past… inspiration to do better and more. My own images push me.
Enjoy these images of Elegant Terns, that only pass through in their own season as they migrate to warmer climes, or as they return to their breeding grounds