As a result of my Otter spotting experiences, I’ve learned to be a lot more patient when watching wildlife. But, I was champing at the bit when the Welsh government announced on Friday 3rd July that we could travel further than five miles. I was eager to return to my favourite Otter spotting location, not just in the hope if spotting an Otter but to enjoy a walk, the wide open space and the opportunity to enjoy a variety of wildlife.
I leapt from bed at 5am and found myself at the river by 6.15am. A fox in one of the lanes on the way to the river was a good omen, as I hadn’t seen one in the five years of travelling around that area. It was a beautiful morning, blue skies and fresh, clean air. The troubles and stresses of the past three months or so, washed away with the current I as stepped onto the river bank and raised my binoculars to scour the river and its banks.
I chose to head up river and sat at a bend, where I could view an Otter’s approach from up or downstream. Another omen, I hoped, as I sat down against a fallen tree, was a single spraint amongst a patch of grass a foot from the tree, the patch thicker and slightly darker than the surrounding grass (probably due to nutrients from the spraint).