Wednesday 3 November

Damp morning we went to the weir to watch the fish jumping up the fish ladder.

One was completely lost as it tried to get on to what we call the wash stone - it deserved to be at the top of the weir - we all wished we could help it, the down side was the heron had been stood on the wash stone waiting for these lost fish, it had flown off when we arrived but no doubt it would return after we carried on with our walk. We managed to get a little bit of film (at the bottom of the page) with a large fish (think it was a sea trout) but don't blink you will miss it.

Fungi on Silver Birch.

The under side.

Our Robin - we are sure he thinks he's hiding.

The tiny bit of film, you may have to play it a few times.

Take Care.