Yesterday I went for a marathon 6 hour walk around the local countryside, my main target being the Linnets at the meadow. As I reached the brow of a hill I spotted a Hare in the middle of the road, I stopped in my tracks but the Hare kept coming towards me. It got to within about six feet before realising I was there and then disappeared into the hedgerow. They look huge when they get so close! I didn't have time to get a shot but thankfully the best was yet to come.
Getting to the top of the hill I walked along the lane surveying the field below, there were Hares all over the place. Three in particular caught my attention, chasing each other in the middle of the field.
They were hurtling along then spun round and shot off again in the other direction, slowly but surely zig zagging their way closer to where I was. I took loads of shots but most were rubbish at that range. Then they changed direction again, this time heading straight for me.
They came all the way up to the hedgerow and a kerfuffle ensued before they emerged right in front of me on the road.
As with many wildlife encounters, it was over in seconds but I did manage one shot that really made my day.
I think I floated on pure adrenaline all the way to the meadow, more on the Linnets next time.