On my way through Coal End Wood on my way to Wedge Wood, a goshawk flew down the ride ahead of me. It appeared such a graceful bird, floating along without a wing beat. Unfortunately it was soon out of sight. In Wedge Wood itself, a rather less elegant tawny owl flew out of sapling, hooting loudly in protest a few minutes later.
There are still many woodland butterflies on the rides and a large bee, the sort of which I have never previously witnessed. It was noticeable for its bright yellow tail, I shall have to research this.
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