I passed this small creek and as I drove by I saw a spot of long white neck so I had to go back and check it out.
I got as close as possible to the edge and found ...
As soon as I made a move he started to take off into the reeds ...
Right before I left I noticed his buddy. He'd been sitting there the whole time, totally unmoved by my presense.
As I got back in the car there was a racket coming from far back in the reeds. I assume Mr. Long White Neck was telling everyone else that I was leaving.
I guess I was a bit like the paparazzi to him.