I've been an avid fly fisher for over two decades. I've been to a lot of beautiful areas with the purported excuse of "going fishing". Most of the times, I catch some fish but it's always just part of the package of taking a slightly more complicated walk. Today, I didn't catch any fish. As a matter of fact, I only saw one fish, which for New Zealand can sometimes be considered a respectable fishing day. Today's highlight was inadvertently stumbling upon a colony of black-fronted terns. This bird is endemic to New Zealand and is considered a rarer cousin to the white-fronted tern. They had a number of nests scattered across the river bed where I was prowling and they got justifiably agitated as I got closer and closer to the individual nests. I quickly snapped a picture and continued on my way. It was a great day, even without the fish.
