|Juvenile Black Redstarts|
|Great Green Bush-cricket|
|Common Brassy Ringlet|
|The Beaver lake|
|Sunset over the mountains and lake|
The beaver showed up a couple more times before the rest of the group and a few locals came over to my end of the lake to see. At that point it was swimming away to the opposite end of the lake. I couldn't believe it! Only the two of us had the closest of encounters with it amongst us all. Unfortunately, the light was too poor to get any photos of it, so here's my drawing of it instead. After my beaver encounter, I joined the rest of the group at their end of the lake and listened to the plaintive single noted calls of European scops owls and watched bats flying over us, while a full moon rose above a mountain. It was a magical night, one I shall never forget.
|The Moon rising over a mountain|