Bog Myrtle & Peat

The last few days has seen a staggering amount of woodcock coming to the Chayne. Most of them will probably pass the seventy miles on to Ireland in the next few days and weeks, but for the time being, the hill is alive with self important little figures in the lamp light. I found six (including a pair standing together) along a one hundred yard stretch of track, and put up dozens of others during an hour of lamping on the land at the back of the farm.

The moon is now going back after being full on Monday, and while I know this means that the birds will soon start to disperse, it does mean that I can maybe try some experimental attempts to flight them during the next couple of days.