Our trip included Bush Terminal Park, Army Terminal Pier, and Veteran's Memorial Pier. I think we made the park staff at Bush Terminal Park happy, as they were plowing and maintaining the park, and at least a few crazy people were out to make it worth his while (I hope).
We were hoping to find the Iceland Gull, but instead we got snow and mostly RBGU's. Despite not seeing the Iceland, we were all glad to have escaped our apartments for some time outdoors and enjoyed watching little feathered beings be absolute bad asses in the wintry weather out there. I am always amazed how some little feathered creature, weighing maybe a pound or two, if even that, can maintain its core temperature and be so tiny.
Anyway, here are those little badass ring-billed gulls, braving the snow...
|On the piers, the gulls face the wind head-on...|
|They also seem to understand the need for personal space, none are ever too close.|
|Just revisiting these scenes through photos makes my cheeks burn cold.|
|Low and compact seemed to be the best strategy for conservation of energy and heat.|
|I love how they can make their neck seem so long or nonexistent. I love these gulls, but I am certainly glad to have returned home to warm blankets, a movie, and my own bird, perched on my shoulder.|