I went out for a drive last week and saw a couple of red kites. They are fantastic birds aren’t they?
If you remember I set myself the target of seeing red kites on 200 days of 2012 – and enjoying the moment each time. I am falling short so far – I’m heading for c150 days at the current rate but that is still an awful lot of kite pleasure.
When I got home I saw that the RSPB and Herts police had issued a press release about two poisoned red kites in Hertfordshire. One of them was found hanging, dead, in a tree at Pegsdon Hills Wildlife Trust Nature Reserve – and I’ve been there, so I thought that was interesting. But the other had been found nearby in a place called Hexton in January – I couldn’t place Hexton so I looked it up on the web. I thought I might have been birdwatching there so I entered ‘hexton herts birds’ into a well-known search engine and up popped a shoot.
I was just about to move on when I noticed two familiar names on the same web page: Snilesworth and Glenogil.
This is why Snilesworth is familiar to me and this is why Glenogil is a familiar name.