What I expected was a vast stretch of deserted, wild beach. What I got was party town. We were really surprised at the number of people on the beach considering that it is not a particularly easy drive there. Ah well, a little humanity would do us good.
We had hardly gotten the blanket spread across the sand when I looked south down the beach and saw this, headed right for us:

I scrambled to get my camera out of the bag--this was the biggest group of Brown pelicans I had ever seen. I've counted 42 in the above image, and I'm not sure that's all of them.

I snapped away as they approached up the beach.


A flock of pelicans is called a number of things, including brief, squadron (seems appropriate seeing these photos!), pod, pouch and scoop.

The group consisted of a variety of ages, from adults with their blue eyes and yellow heads to yearlings with their more mottled plumage and dark eyes. Adult pelicans have a light coloring under their wings--this young one still has its darker plumage, and I think it looks like it's wearing one of those skeleton T-shirts.

Once they passed I took a few shots of them from behind. There were many more, although smaller, groups to come. Maybe they were staying the hell away from the now-polluted waters of the Gulf.

Maybe they were flying to the moon.

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