We’re in Matera to see the Lesser Kestrels. We’ve booked the room in the hotel which has three small terraces and the best views of them from the rooftops in the whole of the Medieval city.
Magnificent, isn’t it?
However, much to our anguish, this year there are none here. We can see a few in the sky. There are some at the other end of the ancient city, but none around our room.
We have to go exploring to find them.
That means many, many steps.
Here’s a male:
And here’s a female:
If the Lesser Kestrels won’t come to us, we will have to go to them.