These photos are slightly hazy, not only because that's how summer mornings here usually are, unfortunately; but also because -since I couldn't get really close- I scanned them at 200% size.
The poor juvenile followed the adult, and could only watch helplessly as his delicious fish was devoured. At the time I thought the adult was a parent, perhaps teaching a tough lesson, but as I have since seen my own family of eagles ruthlessly leave their baby behind when they went on their salmon-feast for two months in autumn I now suspect this juvenile is from a rival pair of mates.
I had quite a chuckle to see the young one stepping up closer to the adult, bobbing back and forth from foot to foot like a slighted child, as if to say, "Come ON! That's mine. Give it back. GIVE IT!" Only to be completely ignored by the adult as it nonchalantly ate it's fill.
When the adult was done there was still a healthy half of the fish left for the youngster (which makes me believe that the adult wasn't even hungry, he was just showing the kid who's boss. Usually when they capture a meal they wolf down the whole thing, shedding wings, heads and bony bits on the ground below them.). What kind of fish is that? I don't know, it looks flat, like a flounder maybe, but apparently flounder doesn't live around here. Whatever it is there's LOTS of it in the harbour because I have seen Heron feeding on it copiously as well.
As the youngster eats the adult washes his beak in the ocean, which was kind of cool behaviour to observe. Don't think I've ever seen them do that before.
Once the feeding and cleaning was over they abruptly flew off, at the same time, in opposite directions. Which is kind of odd - I guess they know each other, living together at the end of the forest in such close proximity.
After they were gone I walked over to the spot, I thought the remains of the fish might make a cool shot. But it really wouldn't have looked like anything on film, just a blob of white against the sand so I didn't bother.
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