I sloped off with Sebille this after noon, found a nice slip for her, in bright sunshine.
She caught her crow about 500 yards away after a nice flight.
I started to walk over to where she was, with that little smug feeling you get when things go right When the heavens opened,by the time I'd picked her up I was soaked through, wellies sloshing with the amount of water that had run into them,
By the time we got back to the car all feelings of smugness had been washed away (actually sebille was still very pleased with herself).
The joys of Hawking on dartmoor
Dartmoor Hawking is one of the few private falconry in the country, this is some of the things that have been going on at the centre and some of our opinions of what is going on in the falconry world
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