a bird

I was up on bernal heights the other day, testing the car to make sure the mechanics had fixed its little stutter, and there was this bird.

The wind was whipping around the hill pretty fierce. And this bird was flying in place. It didn't look as though it was actually trying to get anywhere, it looked as though it was just testing its prowess or that maybe it just felt good. It would flap its wings a bit, and then just start tweaking wings and tail to try and stay afloat -- a surfer of the sky.

It would finally let get and the wind immediately shoved it back, and he'd do a nice little s-turn and start over.

Should it be that surprising that animals like humans get a rush from purely physical entertainment? surfing, snow boarding down hills, jumping out of airplanes, hanging from cliffs.