Last night we went out for pizza. As we got out of the car we heard a scops owl. Wow!
And today I heard my first peregrine falcon call. They only call when they are in close proximity to their nest. Which means of course, that the nest is some where quite near.
This morning we had to stop a group of six Swiss climbers. As soon as we explained that it is a nature reserve and there are rare breeding birds on the mountain sides they actually apologised to us. Bless ’em.
Then, after lunch, two Italian blokes arrived. These were not so obliging. One of them ranted and raved. They come here climbing all the time. They don’t disturb the wildlife. If its a wildlife reserve why don’t we remove all the houses and olive groves? Which by the way are not on the mountain side! Giovanni explained very patiently and politely that the law was the law, and the law says it is forbidden to climb. But the bloke just continued to wind himself up, and make a total fool of himself. Finally their two friends arrived. And when the fool told them “they say we cannot climb this mountain” they immediately said “oh because of the birds, yes of course”. Fool got in his car and drove off.
The worst was yet to come. Four blokes turned up with five (very cute) beagles. They spent the whole afternoon training the youngest of the beagles how to hunt. The noise! Shouting commands. Dogs barking. Echoes of dogs barking. Sticks thrashing the foliage. All of this, firstly, out of hunting season. There is a very obvious reason for hunting seasons. Right now its baby raising time in the wildlife world. And secondly, on a nature reserve where its forbidden anyway! D’Oh! We called the Forestale (wildlife police officers) and they arrived just in the nick of time, as the guys were packing the dogs away to leave. They’d been very naughty boys.
Scops owl (last night)
Yellow-legged gull Sent using BlackBerry® from Orange