The weather forecast got it right. A heavy mist hung over the upper reaches of the combe as So Cruise and I ventured out for our Night Patrol.
Entering the top meadow, visibility plummeted to a few yards and I was forced to turn my head lamp off as the beam bounced back off the mist droplets. Waves of even heavier mist floated in and I was very much lost in the mist.
A comedy of errors ensued as man, fox, badger and rabbit got hopelessly mixed up.
Becbla, the totally blind vixen only got her nightly ration of chicken thighs by coming in very close. The old blind badger boar literally bumped into me and was rewarded with two bananas and chicken scraps. It was with some relief that I exited the meadow.
Down in the village, visibility was much improved and we completed our rounds without further incident.
Monday, September 23, 2013
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