Not just a dot

For a lot of the time we watch No 14 as a little red dot on a Google map, or in our bird’s case a hailstorm of red dots as he moves from place to place throughout each day. Sometimes it seems that he must have passed over the heads of the entire population of the Southern lakes at least once every 24 hours.  He’s not always so easy to pin down in real time though as there is an inevitable lag on the satellite downloads, so it is always a thrill when a member of the Project actually can catch up with him and view him in solid flesh, rather than a flitting transmission ghost. Here he is yesterday evening, photoed by Becky, nearly in her back garden, having a quiet interlude with a fish.

No 14  a quite interlude between flights.

No 14 a quiet moment between flights.