When I first got to the fishing pier I saw the above. I realized that someone was cleaning their fish and throwing the heads and guts to the pelicans.
It was funny to see them all lined up waiting.
Even the laughing gulls got in the act, trying to steal the fish guts.
Here comes another one.
“I got it! I got it.”
These three were at a standoff, or float off anyway. They all had a piece and none would give it up. After a minute they separated but I don’t know who ended up with the prize.
Is it my imagination or are these pelicans prettier than the ones at Fort Desoto? They have more color in their face.
Once you got something you still had no peace. You had to sneak off to enjoy your meal with others close behind.
“Oh no, here comes some more competition.”
I stopped by the Safety Harbor fishing pier for a few minutes and saw a guy cleaning fish. They have cleaning stations on the pier but it was the first time I had ever seen anyone use them. The pelicans were busy fighting for a handout. I watched for a while and then the guy cleaned up and left. It’s a hard knock life for a pelican. Now they have to do their own fishing.