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July14
Nat Geo Moment
Perched on an exposed bit of coral, this heron
let me get up surprisingly close. Quick as a flash
he had it in his beak, wriggling desperately. For
a good few minutes, he stalked up and down
the shore – letting his breakfast die? – then
repeatedly dropped it onto the sand, stabbed
it scissor-like with his beak and rinsed it in the
shallows.
Feeling a bit peckish myself, I went to have my
own breakfast… smoked mackerel, incidentally.