It took until the last day I was in northeastern Germany to see Eurasian Coots. I was worried I wouldn’t see one at all, but Hendrik and I tracked some down in some sewage ponds (don’t worry, the story will be told). We didn’t get the best looks but we did see them. Then, on my second day back in Berlin I dragged my non-birding friend Mike to Tiergarten and we saw a whole bunch of coots! And they were practically tame!
And then, several days later, on the same day and in the same location as my life Pochards, in a canal in the middle of Berlin, more coots! Hendrik, we need not have worried about tracking them down in Griefswald.
The best part about Eurasian Coots was always how they took the bread you would throw them and race back and feed their babies with it. After they fed their babies more than enough (back and forth, back and forth), they would eventually eat themselves.