Many hours are spent standing around in the cold waiting for any brief sighting of the elusive short eared owls.There may be a dozen or more photographers/birdwatchers strung out along the roadside,eyes peeled,feet stamping and cold noses sniffing because of the cold january breezes coming in off the North Sea.
A call goes up as an owl is spotted coming up over the horizon,and a collective groan as it disappears back the way it came.”Aah but if it was easy,everybody would be doing it”,someone says.
Thankfully they do appear,all too briefly,hardly ever close enough and often as the light is fading.
But next time.And ‘After all,if it was easy…..’.
That’s all folks.