Powerhouse

Powering in with legs outstretched and formidable talons open to grab a trout; I think a pretty focused dive from No. 30, an osprey which didn't hang around and dither like some on the perch which paid off as he had his breakfast in seconds. 

An early if not mindbogglingly early start at the hide at 3:45. One minute I'd closed my eyes to sleep and the next it was 3:00am. The pub thankfully had a kettle (and I asked for fresh milk) so I could at least start the day on a high with a cuppa  - though that thinking about it is a gross exaggeration -  more like just actually start it ... and jeez it was cold!