When I was a child living in West Miami, I rode my black 3-speed Phillips English Racer out along the Tamiami Trail and went fishing every weekend. That was when I first saw an Anhinga. After they swim underwater, looking sinuous like a snake (which is why they’re nicknamed the snake bird) they get out and perch on a limb. As they don’t have oil on their feathers like other aquatic birds, they stretch their wings out to dry in the sun. I have enjoyed more than I can say, to their misfortune and disrespect, the number of times I’ve seen a gust of wind come up and blow them off their perch into the water. They must climb back out and go through the whole process of drying their feathers out again. I am sorry to say I have seen an individual bird on a very gusty day go through this multiple times! Poor bird. Silly birds!