What a week its been, a week of bacchanalian splendour at home and away! Having spent the 11th up at Twickenham watching the men in white drub Scotland 61-21 I had to haul myself onto the levels for Sundays' WEBS. Highlight was the Bittern which was on Horse-eye again, however there were very few duck with only a pair of Pintail, a single male Tufted, and a smattering of Wigeon and Teal. The scarce geese seem to have moved on.
The warmer temperatures have encouraged me to run the moth trap on a couple of occasions' and the Early Grey pictured above was one of two overnight on the 10th.
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| All to play for in the Arkle as Charbel knuckles on landing |
And so to two wonderful days at the Cheltenham festival on Tuesday and Wednesday in the company of Paul Chapman, Greg Brinkley, and of course James. The festival is definitely my highlight of the sporting year and the welfare of the horse is always to the forefront as we witnessed with Edwulf on the Tuesday. The vets and course workers cannot be praised highly enough for their quick actions. The picture above shows Altior on the far side coming to win his race although if Charbel in the foreground had stood up who knows...
Wednesday morning saw us in Stow on the Wold before heading for the track. On cue the Blue Rock Thrush popped up on top of the roof and pootled about for us providing a UK tick for both Greg and myself. Twitching sated we headed to the course and I actually managed to back a couple of winners in the shape of Willoughby Court and Might Bite! The pictures below show the mighty Sprinter Sacre parading before racing and the runners in the cross country heading out towards the back of the course with Cleeve Hill in the background. Stay strong.
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