And when the flat had stopped shaking, he could start typing..
Just had not one but two Chinooks low overhead. Wowzer!
Right then,
Now that I have a little more time, here's some stuff I've missed out. You know, minor things like the 8 Wheatears at Hope's Nose on Saturday morning!
Only one sat still in view long enough to try a shot [there were loose dogs, joy]. Not one of the six about Sandy Point, alas, but the two on the South Side Slope. And you know what that means....
Spot! The! Wheatear!
He is there, and fairly visible. For a given value of 'fairly'...
Sunday's yomp - the first time I've been to Fur Tor with the Folks since spring 2013 [in our defence, there have been issues and inclement weather] - was amazingly peaceful for a sunny bank holiday weekend. I suppose most 'normal' people were doing the egg thing and then were too stuffed to venture far across t'Moor. Wimps.
Not that we were alone, but others were few and far between, with only one proper horde. [Though they were a party of about 40! Looked like university geographers playing with the Tavy - a nice upland river.] There were plenty of birds about; Mipits and Skylarks all merrily singing away, with Ravens and raptors above, and Tilly yapping at sheep below... Well, she had a very happy day anyway. And she did behave sometimes [Ie. when no sheep were in view] See?
Waiting for the next sheep
It was a little soggier underfoot than we expected, though by no means what I'd call really wet. On the downside, this meant the fords were too deep for gaiter-less wading, on the upside, the waterfall was in good form;
Sunday's yomp - the first time I've been to Fur Tor with the Folks since spring 2013 [in our defence, there have been issues and inclement weather] - was amazingly peaceful for a sunny bank holiday weekend. I suppose most 'normal' people were doing the egg thing and then were too stuffed to venture far across t'Moor. Wimps.
Not that we were alone, but others were few and far between, with only one proper horde. [Though they were a party of about 40! Looked like university geographers playing with the Tavy - a nice upland river.] There were plenty of birds about; Mipits and Skylarks all merrily singing away, with Ravens and raptors above, and Tilly yapping at sheep below... Well, she had a very happy day anyway. And she did behave sometimes [Ie. when no sheep were in view] See?
Sitting without prompting
It was a little soggier underfoot than we expected, though by no means what I'd call really wet. On the downside, this meant the fords were too deep for gaiter-less wading, on the upside, the waterfall was in good form;
Not Quite Victoria
It was good to be up on't Moor, especially with the Folks. We shall have to do it more often than last year. Hopefully the weather will be helpful. [[Hopefully someone will invent a Mute button for Little Black Dogs, but that's probably a hope too far...!]]
Annnd finally.
Still can't get over the 1840 Osprey.
You're supposed to look up at passing Ospreys. And usually you need a scope, too.
Ye Gods and [nervous] Fishies...
Annnd finally.
Still can't get over the 1840 Osprey.
You're supposed to look up at passing Ospreys. And usually you need a scope, too.
Ye Gods and [nervous] Fishies...
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