Cuckoo!
I’ve taken some reasonable photographs of Cuckoos in the past, despite the dull weather on my days off.
They’re so wary it’s tricky to get close. You have to use field skills and let them get close to you. Bird photography is more like fishing than hunting.
This year I’m hoping they might be at Emsworthy Mire. And they are.
I hide behind the wall to give me cover in the hope I won’t be seen. As I peer over, all I can see is a woman’s bottom in the air and her boyfriend, who’s really going for it. I decide not to take any more photographs here as I’m worried I might put him off his stride.
There are two male Cuckoos here at the moment and they’re being very territorial. This shot sums up the unnatural devastation of Dartmoor. Enjoying the sheep farms of Dartmoor is the same as admiring the cattle ranches of the destroyed Amazon rainforest.
Cuckoo!
I’ll be back when I have more time to just sit and wait for them to come and visit me.