With Autumn whispering its teasing breeze, I went out early onto Walthamstow Marshes in search of a Wryneck, a Shrike or something else of that ilk. But of course, as is far more likely, I came home with just a couple of local raptors. [It was very early, quiet and greatly enjoyable]
The first raptor was a Peregrine; on the last pylon north of the paddocks.
The next raptor was another Peregrine [or as is most likely, the same one plus its significant other], which were on the most northernly pylon of the marshes, by coppermill lane.
|Significant other arrowed,|
It was making an odd whining noise which alerted me to its presence.