GTM Visitor Guide

Is it moving? Can it fit in my belly? Then I will make sure it gets there. It might take me a while. I'm no sharpshooter. But I am diligent. I don't give up easily. My beak is a dagger, you know. I can stab a squirrel clean through. Once I get a grip on it, I'll dip it in water, then gulp it down. My neck looks too thin for that, but it's really stretchy. It's like sliding a foot through tube sock. No, I don't have to chew it up. I have a gizzard in my belly that will take care of that. As a matter of fact, I might just follow that squirrel with fish, if one is hanging out in the dip zone. If I can't find anything better, frogs and snakes will do. Yes, I eat a lot. How do you think I grow so tall? I'm taller than everybody I know. Well, I'm not as tall as you. If you can read this, you are probably taller than me. But not by much. I don't care for things taller than me. That's why I wear this black band over my eyes - a little disguise. If you try to come near me, I'll take off. I'll spread my wings five(?) feet across and show you I'm bigger than you. I might squawk at you, too. If you want to watch me, just keep your distance, okay? If you want a picture of all my glory, you'll need a good camera. Here are some pictures Greg Frucci took with a long lens. He respected my space and was rewarded with my beauty.