A small bridge, wedged between the picturesque boat slips of Harvey Cedars Marina and Harvest Cove, a tranquil lagoon, is known more for crabbing than bird watching. On any given day, the bridge bursts with excitement as vacationers, young and old, catch their first crabs. But on this particular day, the bridge was empty except for one solitary seagull.

This lonely bird seemed preoccupied with the watery view below the iron railings on the bridge until I arrived.