A threatening look to the start of the day and nothing in the Moth Traps
came out to play while a familier 'yelp' led us to the 'first of the year'
a very good start, but it has been a long time coming!
A little bit of frost still pecking at the extremities but nothing compared to our friend from
who had just struggled through 6 to 8 inches of the stuff.
Reverting to 'tracker mode' as Och Aye the only Scottish Indian that Custer didn;t get
had taken place since our last visit.
With nothing else to detain us we tried a slow meander along the course of the
MOORS RIVER
only to find, while dodging the trees, Common Fare in the shape of
while amid a total of c37 Mallard were both
and
preening.





















