I love when I am at the right place at the right time. When I go to Elk Island, the first place that I stop is Astotin Lake to see if I can spot a Great Blue Heron.

I didn't have to look very far today. It was along the beach hunting for food beside the pelicans and the Canada geese.

As I watched it stalked its prey. I witnessed the attack. Down the hatch went a fish. 

The heron made its way to a reedy spot so when I lost sight of it, I walked toward the boardwalk. Just as I got to an open area to see the water again, the heron flew up from the reeds, across the lake and landed on the branch of a spruce tree!