The story begins in Bayside Marina, Miami Fl. I was taking pictures of the boats when I came across two men unloading the catch of the day. As it turns out, I wasn’t the only one that made the observation. Several Pelican’s started to assemble. Quickly, finished up my existing roll, so I could reload, I could tell something was “going down”. I found my spot and just hung out with the scavengers. Slowly they figured out that I posed no threat and started approaching. “click”, then the second and so on. These guys had their sites on the catch on board. I re positioned myself, and clicked off a few more shoots. The Pelican’s slowly made way on board the boat, very cool and acting like ” we’re not doing anything!” Then feathers started coming out, the mad frenzy feast, peaks and rears, “the last super” all over again. The skipper found humor in the scene, came aboard and cautiously broke the party up.

End of story, I took a total of seven shots, 1 hour 20 minutes of shear delight.

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