Finally, both Gerry and I were up early enough to try our hand at bird watching. We grabbed the camera, and the battery was dead. Oh my, two days ago the battery was very low, yesterday we didn't take a single picture, and somehow today we still had not charged it.
We decided to give it 10 minutes to charge and see what we could get out of it. At about 7:30 a.m., we headed back down the beach to the resort that was destroyed by a hurricane a few years ago.
Having not even read birding 101, we are not very good at it. It is something like a Where's Waldo book when you are looking for them, and even more like a Where's Waldo book when you are looking for them in the pictures you took. I now understand why our friend Bob doesn't fuss about taking a lot of pictures. He takes a pair of binoculars with him and simply enjoys watching them and identifying them.
These aren't the best pictures we have ever taken, but it was so hard to capture them I couldn't bear to delete them just because they are not awesome. I had to crop most of the pictures we took, and couldn't even find a bird in the rest of them. lol
Ok, so there is no bird in this picture, but we both thought it had the welcome mat out for a humming bird.
Some things on the beach are exactly the same every morning. People raking.
Every morning this man meditates on the beach for a couple of hours.
This however, is the first day we saw crushed up shells on the beach.