Attack of the Birds

Yesterday Chris and I went to Dallas Rd. and went climbing on some rocks on the beach that I haven't explored in years. At one point I was trying very hard to balance on a wobbly rock, that was balancing on a wobbly log, to try to capture this rusted piece of metal that was sticking out of the side of the cliff.

Suddenly there were about 50 seagulls swarming at me.

There was a guy on the ground right above my head who decided to start feeding bread to the seagulls (don't even get me started on that) and the gulls were coming for the food.

They were swooping in so close to my head that I was actually getting startled-not only for how close they were but for fear of being hit with poop. Luckily that didn't happen but Chris did comment afterwards that a few times he thought that some seagulls actually bumped into my head (if they did I didn't notice).

It was enough to make me say "Blech!".

So here are the seagull shots that I was able to get as I was being air-bombed while balancing on the wobbly rock.

I know that this one is out of focus but I really do love the colour of the sunset and the contrast of the black seagulls against it.

These last two are seagulls when they weren't swarming me.

I like these ones much better than the other ones. They didn't startle me...