The River Mosel in Trier has a long thin island more or less where it passes the historic centre of the town. At the downstream tip of the island, a heron was fishing, with a pair of swans yards away.
Just upstream from the island there’s the landing stage for tour boats. When we got that far, a boat for boat / cycle holidays had just discharged a mass of passengers to the extreme hazard of all of us walking on the riverside path.
A heron – perhaps the same bird which had been further downstream later – was on the bank right where this noisy peleton had disembarked. It seemed totally undisturbed.