This frequent surfacing makes them vulnerable to all sorts of predators. Cue scary music!
Docks make such handy heron hunting grounds.
Oh noes! I looked away for one second and turned back to see this mullet crossing the sweet rainbow bridge, where he will soon join his fallen brethren in mullet heaven, located down the tunnel of heron.
The heron can only claim victory if he can fend off this prancy-pants double-crested cormorant from stealing his lunch. (Heron won, but of course he had to duck his head behind the piling when he swallowed the mullet, forbidding me from getting photographic evidence.) If you enlarge this photo, you can see everything in vivid, bloody detail...