Kestrel Catch

After a chilly start to my cycle this morning around the reservoirs and back, it warmed up considerably for a walk on the moors with Little Dog.  We sat down and watched a pair of kestrels for a good twenty minutes.  One swooped down and caught something.  Out of nowhere arrived three crows and a red kite to see if they could muscle in on the catch.  

I don’t think they were in luck.