I haven’t spent 12 years seeking this elusive little bird, but it has eluded my camera until now this summer. I have no plans to tag it and track it to it’s breeding or birthing grounds, but I’ve noticed that it shows up around the same time in the evening.
Despite its pointy beak, it has never tried to skewer me or rend me limb from limb. It has- probably unintentionally- dive bombed me a couple times. We have been momentarily eye to eye, but never through cage bars.
There’s not much screaming, but I do feel the thrill of the hunt when its appearance sends me running for a camera.
Totally like Shark Week.