National Geographic : 1974 Jan
As he comes closer, his walk takes on the slow-stealthy-sneaky manner typical of most herons. Reaching the channel, he pauses and seems to survey the water for the best fishing spot (above, right). Then, slowly his neck stretches out and out, as if made of elastic, and ever so gently he drops the bait in the water (below, left). Now the fisherman in him really takes over. Hunkering down between two rocks (below), he stays as still as a statue; his eyes never leave the pellet as it bobs in the water. His manner is so deliberate, his guile so amusing, his consistency so amazing, that I can't help speculating that my heron should be added to the list of tool-using animals. And -though experts may cringe-I can't stop believing that he is a thinking creature.