Two faces of San Clemente. I spend hours watching surfers tear up excellent waves, and I adore these little birds. I believe they are sanderlings, but if anyone disputes that please shout out.
They run around in packs, chasing the water as it washes in and recedes out. I suppose they are finding tiny crabs or something else to snack upon.
Sometimes, like their larger cousins, they have only one leg. I wonder if they lose them in fishing lines or some big fish chomps them off? The one-legged ones hop about gamely, however.
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