Anchovy Runs

Personal memory by Scott Smith

1969Monterey Bay, United States

When I was in high school, I loved walking on the beaches of Monterey Bay in the chilly, foggy evenings of summer. Out in the bay - and out of sight - I could hear a hundred thousand invisible wings slapping the surface of the water. It was the sound of vast flocks of marine birds that followed the anchovy runs into the bay each summer. The anchovy runs simply disappeared maybe 25 years ago. So did the birds and their water music. Where'd they go?