I think I’ll call him George. Every time I ride my bike to Turtle Bridge, along the trail from Battery Worth to Fort Pickens, he – and sometimes a couple of companions – bob up to greet me. Today it was just George. He obviously expects treats whenever anyone comes to his bridge, so he’s disappointed when all I do is point a camera at him. Unfortunately, lot of people feed him bread and other useless stuff which is definitely not good for him.