The wind was so strong that I left the bins in the rucksack until I hit Ogden Res.Let me qualify that, I mean the weather not flatulence.
The effort to reach Giants Tooth was rewarded both with regular often loud Cuckoo calls and a sighting of not one but two birds. First a brown job flying in one direction then 2/3 minutes later a Grey bird flying much closer to me zooming in the opposite direction.
A Tawny Owl hooted twice otherwise it was down to the usual singers apart from a weird and frustrating 15 minute episode with a total stranger mainly audio with a 4 second visual.
This is to be let go as I wish to preserve my sanity.
