Bad Feather Day

Or it could be a new gull -- the ruffled gull.  Or it could be an ordinary gull in a high wind.  Yup, that's it.  Poor little critter could barely keep his flipper hold on the rock.   I threw out some bagel scraps which were well received by a small windblown group but they all seemed to prefer to get airborne quickly.  They didn't have to work very hard at it either -- they just stepped off the rocks and up they went,   Most of them seemed to enjoy just hovering over the water.  They may not be fond of what the wind does to their feather-dos, but they love to ride the wind currents.