Finally managed to catch up with the local Montagu’s harrier on Saturday – a stunning bird, although it nearly led to an early divorce as my “five minute” look on the way to Manc to spend the wedding present vouchers spiralled into a harrier-hunting trek…
Unfortunately due to its situation as a long-staying bird of prey in an area armed with hostile shotguns I need to be pretty circumspect about its favoured location, but if you’re around Sheffield’s NW moors keep your eyes skywards as it does seem to roam over a large area.
