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Posted: Wed 14 Jul, 2004 10:33 pm
by jlitt
The best thing I've seen is a "Hoopo" (sic) lovely golden bird with a large crest. Back in Essex the main intrest was treecreepers in Norsey and Devils fountain woods.
Posted: Thu 15 Jul, 2004 8:23 am
by Hyperlithe
I saw a hoopoe in Spain, but never in this country. My parents' garden has all sorts of wildlife, quite a few greenfinches, the occasional goldfinch, the usual small birds (robins, blue tits, great tits, sparrows, starlings etc) and there's a path which cuts across the garden where a badger wanders through in the night. Have also seen toads, hedgehogs, frogs, loads of dragonflies and butterflies. Nice place to grow up!
Posted: Thu 15 Jul, 2004 4:13 pm
by Scouse G
Best Time of day, sunset after a warm day

( ok last light when its not been raining) sit out the back or on the front step and wait for the bats to come out , beats any form display flying or anything (nearly) that birds can do, I spend hours during the summer with a can or three just marvelling at them
Worst fox I ever saw , early hours in Tottenham, some industrial estate or other, just pulled up waiting for the warehouse to open the skinniest ,mangeist and Evilist

3 yes 3 legged dog fox, hobbled, I suppose is the word, past , looked up glared at me , then buggered off glad I was in the cab,
best Bird has got to be Buzzards , magnificent to watch in flight , came up close and personal with one on Senneybridge ,sat on a fence post scanning the area for its next meal, same weekend seen a weasel (poxy thing must have only been 6 incches or so) take out a young rabbit by the throat and drag it to its den(?)
Yep we certainly have a good and varied and not too dangerous Wildlife
Now back to the booze

Posted: Thu 15 Jul, 2004 4:51 pm
by Mince
Peregrine Falcons, they're the birds for me. There's some dramatic clifftop spot where you can watch them obliterate pigeons, though I can never remember the name of the place. Also, I wouldn't mind seeing a Sea Eagle or two. They're still knocking about the wilds of Scotland, I am reliably informed.
I found a dead fox when I was a kid. It's side/flank was ripped open and you could poke it's guts with a stick. Chucked it on the fire in the end. I was also walking through the woods at that age when I found a sheep that had presumably had a kicking from a fox. All that was left was an upended ribcage with a red lake of blood and guts in the middle and wool scattered everywhere. It might have just exploded, of course, the way they do. A word of caution to the unintiated: take care when picking up a hedgehog; it is very painful, even if you use your jacket wrapped around your mitts. Very cute though.