Another sunny day. The Brown Hawker passed my thoughts as I was waiting for a Buzzard. I caught that Buzzard a little bit later, it was being mobbed by a Carrion Crow.
I had a pucture about a mile away from anybody, tough going, I can tell you. One of the Trampers worst parts. I finally had to pump up the tyre every 500 meters. It may have looked at it as a scaring point, but, I don't think so.