This young boobie was everyone's favorite.
He waddled out of the tall grass to the open area on the trail, stretching out his wings, giving them a flap or two, and then folding them up again. This is it! Gonna fly now!
He got a running start and flapped furiously, but remained firmly on the ground.
Hmmm. Not sure what the problem is. I've watched mom do this a hundred times. She just goes flap, flap, flap and then bam -- she takes off!