A little event happened at Lake Eden last summer. We camp there for two weeks with the extended family every summer. We were all sitting by the lake watching a family of loons out in the middle of the lake; two adult loons were feeding their two babies.
Several hundred feet up the lake, a chunk of Styrofoam as large as a basketball was floating down toward the loons. As the styrofoam got close to the loons they became very excited. The male finally attacked the Styrofoam, jumped on it, threw it in the air, and then tried to drown it. He finally stabbed it with his beak and headed up the lake with a great commotion for about five hundred feet and dropped it. He went back to his family, the threat removed.
The wind was blowing in just the right direction and a few minutes later his family was once again under attack by the styrofoam. He once again fought with it for a little while. He did not seem to be winning. He somehow grabbed it once again, only this time instead of heading up the lake, he headed for the further shore and dropped it by the edge of the lake.
The lesson here; if one direction doesn’t work, change directions!