Seagulls

The day we started this walk in Santa Cruz, the weather was perfect.
Blue sky and sunny beach were welcoming us in the mid-morning.
We walked freely along the coast, enjoying the sand below our feet, risking some toes in the icy-cold water of the Pacific ocean.
Around noon, our daughters were screaming for food so we found a big rock where we could stop for lunch. Everyone sat around the backpack full of sandwiches and fruits.
Eleanor and Eglantine picked a sandwich and started biting like hungry girls in a fast-food.
A few minutes later, coming suddenly from this blue-blue sky, a seagull plunged on Eleanor's sandwich, fetched it and flew away. Immediately followed by a second one that bit Eleanor's hand, ignoring the absence of sandwich.
The panic took us right here, our daughter's hand was bleeding as a third seagull attacked Eglantine's sandwiches. Scared as hell, two children screaming in pain, two parents trying to take care of the situation...
Shouting and waving as a daemon, I tried to scare the birds while my spouse tried to help and protect Eleanor and Eglantine. We were rapidly overwhelmed by the situation as the seagulls outnumbered us, joined by dozens of birds encircling us with no good intentions. It was time to run and to run fast !