fallow deer rut
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Nature Notes
The Fallow Buck and the Lightning Fork. Such heavy rainstorms. What my Northamptonshire Nan would have called ‘knicker soakers.’ I walk towards the approaching thunderstorm at first; it is on the other side of the hill and this side is yet dry. A bank of heavy grey cloud deepens and white cloud moves fast in […]
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Nature Notes
Wild Light, Weather, Portals. In the last hour of light, I walk along the high chalk ridge to a spot where I’m hoping for closer views of fallow deer. I find I am walking between storms; the loose flint vertebrae of the whaleback rattle away from my boots. The hill’s spine soars clear of the […]
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Nature Notes
Fallow Bucks, Chalk Scree. I haven’t been able to put my fieldcraft into action much in recent weeks. But I’m making up for it now. I’m off to the gap on the downs that lies between two blocks of woodland – where there are fallow deer. The high slope falls away steeply with far-reaching views […]
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Nature Notes
Prosperous & Starveall: Old Pots & Old Gods. It’s been a week of climbing shining chalk tracks into china blue skies. High on the downs, the views open up to Pilot Hill and Siddown Warren, then Ladle Hill, Watership and White Hill. At Granny’s Lane, a weasel shoots across gleaming flints, as if someone pulled […]