The continuing saga of the Long Beach Oystercatchers:
If you haven’t been following, see first post:https://leebythesea.me/2015/05/27/the-fragile-and-the-furious/
Sunday I went to check on the sweet chicks that frequent our Long Beach sands, and the shore bird chicks as well. ( CBS, maybe me, after Colbert?)
The remaining chick of the Magnolia hatching is pretty big now, about-pigeon sized I’d guess, so I think it’s less vulnerable to an attack-threat from the gulls these days:
One young couple was tossing a frisbee when, yup, it flew into the danger zone. A real challenge.
He had another brief chat with his girlfriend and they decided to let the friz be, so to speak. Wise move.
He was the hero of the boardwalk oystercatcher enthusiasts by letting it just be, and made no small amount of points with his lady too, I’m sure.
When I returned it was gone from the cone area and I saw both mom and pop out near the surf chasing off another Oystercatcher adult.
The frisbee was no doubt retrieved while that chase went on.
Don’t know what that same-breed interloper was after, an egg attack? But he wasn’t successful
Here’s a video of the Magnolia Beach Maintenance man, Vincent, trying to put the cones up while under attack.
Courtesy, Ilene Schuss:
You can visit my archives, right column, for last year’s oystercatcher posts, “Size Matters” and “Size Still Matters.” See May and June, 2014