A pair of ducks swam up to our lookout spot and started quacking up a storm, begging for food.
We didn't fee them of course (I shouldn't even be eating bacon, no way it can be good for a duck), but they were persistent little things and followed us around the water's edge. They were paddling pretty quickly too. For ducks.
They reached the shore and waddle waddled right up to us, quacking and looking cute the entire way.
They stood there for a few minutes after we walked off looking confused and disappointed as to why they didn't get any food. I'm guessing the cute chase-you-down routine generally works for them and convinces people to feed them.