Zion National Park May 26 1931 Trip with Koodbury As we returned through the rain 11:00 A.M. we saw an adult Water Ozel feeding a juvenile. The young one stood on the rocks & bobbed up and down, with its stubby tail almost vertical; it kept calling like a giant hilldeer note, and spreading its wings as it fluttered them. It could fly quite well. Every minute or so the adult would fly to the young and put some insect or food in its bill. The young one followed the adult close, and kept up its ceaseless begging. It was observed to pick a few times on the water. The adult was not only feeding the young but (according to my interpretation) teaching it to forage. The young one's voice was higher pitched & more squeaky than that of the adult. The adult eat most of what it caught. Neither paid any attention to us even when we were within 10 feet of them.