Tricksy
Everyone arrived at the owl field with high hopes today, and we all saw plenty of owl action, but most of the people I spoke to at the end of the afternoon seemed to be leaving just a little bit … Continued
If it’s a lucky vole, that is, watching from the grass as the owl skims overhead. A less lucky vole would see that yellow glare swivel in its direction, followed probably by not much else. Despite a glorious sunny morning … Continued
Conditions were a little tricky at the owl field this afternoon: there were five owls in the air (good), but they kept getting into conflict with each other and flying high, rather than hunting low across the field (bad), and … Continued
“Did you miss all this?” said HB at the end of the afternoon – meaning the three owl-free winters we’ve been through, rather than the biting cold on the top of the scarp, and the long hours spent standing around … Continued