More sun, sea and sightings, peregrines included.

After a day off I’m obliged to wander the cliff tops looking out for choughs again.  Our pair are mildly agitated by what I’m fairly sure is a female peregrine today.  But she (the peregrine) doesn’t give them the same stick as in previous days.   My impression is that it’s the smaller male that seems to take pot shots at most birds.  Not that I’m able to spend time tracking the peregrines to know whether it’s just the one pair that I’m seeing, or how successful they are, but I get the impression that the male I’ve seen is a bit more laid back and mischievous than the female, who’s probably just battering prey out of the sky while I’m not around (peregrines tend to hunt early).

It’s a bit damp first thing today, but the sun comes out before I start walking, and I hear a plethora of bird song as I hit the coast paths.  Blackcaps, whitethroats, chiffchaffs, finches, tits, swallows, blackbirds, song thrushes, etc.  I’m lovin’ it.