I thought I had seen it all with the giant black Bees, huge Hornets and massive Dragon flies which inhabit the island until I came face to face with this Monster on the last day. I was about to take another photo when the thing jumped into a Giant peach and sailed away...weird!
It took ten minutes for a lone scout to find the honey, but in less than no time a whole Platoon turned up to ship it back to the nest.
The tiny creatures drank until they almost burst before staggering off back along the scent trail to the nest.
This amazing bird was very different to the Owls, although much heavier than the Eagle Owl he landed much lighter. He had to be tied to the post by a line as the only thing on his mind was flying up high and attacking the wild Buzzard above.
Rooks gathered high above, circling, ready to mob him if he tried. A fantastic day and one I will not forget.
The day was really blowing a Gail, But unlike the Owls the Eagle loved the wind and was a much stronger flier. A large gust of wind blow the Eagle off course slightly as he came in to land and with talons that size, you had to move fast to avoid a trip to the hospital.
The leg of a chick disappears down the throat of the Barn Owl.
My favourite again, 'Spud' the Tawny Owl.
The ghost of the countryside, the Barn Owl. I have never seen one in the wild and so this was a real treat. Their face always reminds me of a apple cut in two.
This little guy is a Scops Owl, he had loads of character and looked really angry all the time.
