On the walk today, I finally managed to capture the local coots fighting.
Normally it's a high speed chase, far away from the bridge.
Today a pair of coots came into the territory of the most agressive pair on the lake, and one of them took on the two and won (as usual).
First the fight, the loser on his back.
Then the face off, the winner has his tail up.
Finally the agreement that they lost, the agressive posture relaxes.