A number of cormorants make a living on the River Weaver, roosting on tall trees near Vale Royal Locks when they are not fishing. I have lost count of the number of fishermen who have complained to me about them and the number of fish they eat.

Usually, they are very circumspect, as if they sense the animosity of many of the humans on the riverbank, but this fellow seems much more tolerant (and maybe foolhardy) than the others.