No dogs were allowed on the beach. No dogs and no off road vehicles. Why? Because of the Piping Plovers. I was lucky enough to meet the the whole family.
Here’s Dad. He was the first one I saw. He was walking from the water’s edge towards me. I sat down and took a few pictures.
Then I noticed the babies.
They were pretty far away, but I tried to get a few shots.
I wanted to get just a tad closer. Not much, mind you, I just wanted a slightly better shot.
Mom Piping Plover didn’t think it was a good idea. She flew and landed right in front of me as soon as I stood up and before could take a step.
Anytime I moved even the slightest she turned towards me and dared me to try to move any closer. The flies were beginning to eat me alive.
I backtracked a few paces and started to head towards the water. You see, the birds were between me and the car and I figured the only way around was to wade through the water around them. After a step towards the water Mom flew and landed in front of me again. (Actually, the picture above was taken after I moved and she followed me.)
I backtracked farther and moved toward the water again. She kept her eye on me the whole time even though I tried to stay as far away as possible. I guess I was good since she didn’t chase after me again.
Note – The pictures of the chicks are very heavily cropped. Even with a telephoto lens they were just blips on the photo. I was pretty far away.