Near the mouth of the Campbell River, the Canada geese were having a wine and cheese party, mingling, gossiping, and chatting, and looking for the hors d’oeuvre platter to come around.
Not far away was a flock of mergansers. When they saw the camera, they got upset. I thought I heard them squawk, “No pictures!” as they fled. But soon I saw that I had misread what was going on. It was the hors d’oeuvre platter going by and they all wanted some salmon fry canapés.
It was a team effort, rushing the waiter who fled with the tray of food. The head merganser called to the others of his team, “Get in a line, quick! Pretend you’re a fishnet and let’s rush the salmon canapés. Surround them if you can.”
“But they’re just small fry,” Alec, the smart one, quacked.
“Silly boy,” Mergan scoffed. “Don’t you know these tidbits are the best?”
“Duh! I guess…. I’ve heard that good things come in small packages.”
“Well, don’t just sit there bobbing on the waves. Swim like you’ve never swum before. If you want to eat, that is.”
Watch this short video, and while you may not see Mergan and her friends rushing the waiter while that smart Alec misses out by being the last – all talk and no action – you will see the water boiling from the onslaught of munching mergansers. The blood and carnage have been censored. I made sure it was all out of sight, under the water. It will help to have the video on full screen so you can see the water on the left, stirred up by the ducks.
Not that much to see, but under that boiling water, the body count will never be known. The mergansers are very good at hiding the evidence.